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Not Knowing What I Do
by Joe CramerNot knowing what to do with my hands
I merely stick them in my pockets.
I watched, waited and simply listened
To the sounds, all around, as I stood.
This much I know, this much I understand.
As the skies empty toward my bluest eyes
Imagine my disdain, my eventual surprise
At not knowing what to do with my hands.
12/06/2008 Author's Note: ... I have been reading "The Kite Runner".....
Posted on 12/06/2008
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