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My two hands 
my left and my right 
always fight 
My right help, 
care and love 
My left beat, 
steal and hate 
they don't belong to each other 
tho they are twins 
they all think they have to mend the other one 
that's the only idea they share 
getting no where 
they're fighting 
one day they challenged each other to taste their paths 
and judge if the other way is the best to forever walk 
My right hand got ill when it touched evil 
the feeling of reaching sins 
surrounded it with thoughts 
that the sun has died and the darkness is its prison 
My left hand shed tears 
when it has done good for the first time 
it saw the sun how it lights its heart 
the tears burned every sin it made 
now they shake each other 
no more fighting!