When these hands are whole again,
they will heal others with one touch,
embrace those who are mourning, and
encourage the down-trodden and desolate.
They will fight against cruel injustice,
whether it costs my life or not,
giving hope to those persecuted souls
who have nowhere else to go.
These hands of mine will show love,
no matter if the receiver deserves it or nay.
For I was once loved when I was unworthy,
so to others, I will show the same.
When these hands are whole again,
I will know my work here is done,
I have given all that I could give,
and beauty will forever shine through.
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