The holding hand is brought to life, when I lie on the ground and my only focus is to inhale and exhale, while I warm my heart and stomach with my hands. When I hold my hands on the same direct spot for a while, it feels like I’m hugging my soul and allowing everything that I am in the moment. My hands will slowly sink into the skin and massage my guts and activate my poetic self. I get blood under my nails and bump into soft and fragile hollows that I hide my fingers in. I am holding hands with myself under my skin.
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