A stranger holds your hand
Grips it tightly
They are just holding on
to your hand
They don't want anything from you
The stranger doesn't want to hurt you
The stranger is giving something to you
And you most likely won't see them again
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Speculative, metaphysical, comedy and satirical poetry by Suki Spangles. Now officially the world's first post-rock poet.
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- Suki Spangles
- United Kingdom
- Suki Spangles is my pseudonym. Sanjay is my real first name. Thank you for reading and sharing my verse.
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