Reaching Out to Me | Haiku | Short Poem No. 86

Reaching Out to Me.
And I’m Reaching Out to You.
Never Seem to meet.

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Hands Were Made To Hold;
Fit Together Perfectly.
Why Are My Hands Free?

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