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My Father’s Hands

A broken pair of hands

My Father’s hands

Scarred and sliced and splintered from sawing

Callused and creased

Blistered and bruised

Joints that click

A back that cracks

His life was tough, but he’s tougher

His body was broken so mine need not suffer.

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