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by sheryl Jan 23, 2005 category : Life, society / other
These lines that run across my palm like tiny rivers to and fro flow back in time to tell the tale of who i am and where ill go Some are deeply grooved and forked while others barely make a mark some are woven round and round while others move along an arc Each generation passes on the family print upon the palm this emblem of our heritage that tells us of our lineage I have one line that forks into a wish bone Y that leads back to all the family ancestry that made this person i call ME!!!!