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Trembling Fingers
What sweet gifts are her trembling fingers resting on my chest!
Young hands don’t yet know their possibilities
but seem to be finding their way.
My pleasure is in waiting.
Young hands don’t yet know their possibilities
but seem to be finding their way.
My pleasure is in waiting.
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