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Day 324: When

When I held your hand in mine,
I didn’t appreciate the way
your fingers curled around
my hand, both protector
and protected.

When you held my hand,
I missed the way our
fingers overlapped,
as if they automatically
knew their place.

When we held hands,
I forgot to notice
that my world zeroed
to that one point of
contact and everything
else was kept at bay,

When we were connected.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy



Attempting to discover more about myself and the world

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