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Hands
Out there
We are alone in the world
Our clubbing fingers stand out
Like sore thumbs.
Here
We come together.
Hands bind
Like sunshine.
Our rays embrace
The universe
Our love binds us.
Loneliness
Disperses in the darkness
Behind us.
I am
Whole
Here.
Ana Stenzel
CF Adult Retreat
Summer, 1998
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