Hand on Hand,
fingers and foot,
Have you heard?
I have heart!
Lips curled upward
punctuate our history, but
No secrets, any longer
hide behind our smile.
Give us a hand,
for freshness is afoot,
and naturally so, my dear contentment.
Our lips curl upward,
and there is perfection.
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