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WE live by the hands of others
We live by the hands of others
Not seen by you or me
They pass the parcel
Stand at the till
Nurse the wounded
Or keep order
We live by the hands of others
Not seen by you or me
Our hands scrubbed clean and safe
But…
We live by and are grateful to others
Who have to live day by day with that terrible fear
Friday 24th April 2020 12:38 pm
The Daily Count of Lives
746 (six fell in love more than four times)
673 (twenty had no regrets)
714 (five could still feel their first kiss)
643 (twenty-seven looked at photos of their loved one each morning)
547 (seven had contagious laughter)
517 (hundred regretted that their beauty had faded)
468 (thirty-five had worked in the same job all their lives)
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Friday 24th April 2020 12:09 pm
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