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One might feel the roughness of your hands
And assume you don't take good
Care of them but I know you
I know you work with you hands
To provide for your loved ones
One might feel the calluses
On the soles of your feet
And figure you don't pay much attention
But I know you
I know those feet have walked
A million miles and they
Have a sure step
One might feel the creases and scars
On your back but I know you
I know you have scrubbed the backs of others
And you just need someone to love you back
One might look into your eyes and see the cold blank stare
But I know you
I know those eyes have shed an ocean of tears
And they only need understanding
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