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will you walk out of the air?
a diary of poetry and prose
Friday, 13 February 2009
Ode to Beard Hair
It feels funny when I put my contact lenses
in
and there is something in my eye but
I can't work out what it is
so
I take out my contact lens and realise that it is
beard hair.
And not my own.
ICF
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