Day 48: Hands

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I remember that night,
With such thing playing in my mind,
A dangerous scenario caused by him,
Hopefully i didn't do it.

How my hand so cleaned,
Yet it's dangerous to me,
Can't control it once I'm dazed,
Under the spell of my ultimate enemy.

My life is endangered,
It move its own when I'm with him,
Thankfully it's don't like stain,
That help me away from things that he like.

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