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One Hair
I thought to change one hair tonight
from white to black, atop my head.
It seemed a try would be alright
while lying here upon my bed.
I called out to the powers that be
in all their forms amidst the sky,
but nothing changed at all for me
though I had given my best try.
I guess it’s human nature
to control the things at hand.
To try and make sure ever...
Tuesday 13th February 2024 4:07 am
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