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Wooden Hands

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Let every child be born
With wooden hands and wooden arms
So they can rebuild their lives

The worlds of poets are so beautiful,
But those poets never lived in California
We thought we were changing the world,
But it turns out these hands were wooden all along
And I know that I’ve been on my own.

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