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Dorothy Parker

So delicate my hands, and long,
  They might have been my pride.
And there were those to make them song
  Who for their touch had died.

Too frail to cup a heart within,
  Too soft to hold the free—
How long these lovely hands have been
  A bitterness to me!

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From Death and Taxes | Written c. 1931

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