The large hand (that saved you)

lagrandemainWhere did you hide


The side of you


Which would not take a stroll in the fresh air

Which once bit the dust.


This side of you


Which would have  given everything


For an afternoon spent


On a public bench, fingers entwined


With those of the large hand,

that which saved you,


From the abyss, from  despair and


from eternity

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