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My Hands are Rough

Ditched the white collar job
Never looked back
Always an opposite
No regrets
 
My hands are rough
Calloused focus
You lay next to me
Stunning in a whiskey haze
 
My salt and pepper beard
Against your lovely skin
Tracers and marks
Tell our story
Written by PoetSpeak
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