Mud Fingers

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Dirt and mud wring away your tears,

dirt and mud soften those years.


Create masterpieces with a press,

yet a tap destroys no less.


Wail your dark sorrows away,

or until your demons are led astray.


For your fingers are made of mud,

which pulses with pure blood.


Pave a way of life with those fingers,

those beautiful dirt and mud fingers. 

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