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Childlike Hands
your head upturned,
like a baby bird...
sunlight in the rain,
turning colors o'er
the prism mountains...
hungry for life,
to fill the empty
that you cannot name...
naked, unashamed,
you wipe the wrinkles
with childlike hands!
poem
by
Eric Cockrell
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