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You gave me

You gave me your hands, carrying little white pieces of paper.
Mine welcomed a fragment of life, over a moment’s encounter, and we travelled on together.

On different time lines, always hoping for a better future.
Of course, some eyes marked me more, some stories are engraved and I take heart in those that were most insignificant.

Modesty and doubt were mixed with the desire to be the messenger of maybe better times.
So in all humility, I hope to find you in a brighter world.