Tag: hair
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Open Door
The wind suddenly threw open the door / and swept in a heap of leaves. / Sniffed, tugged at the curtain, / touched everything, stroked it with its breath, / and swiftly made its exit.
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Overnight
What has happened to my hair / A wonder suddenly happened there! / There was a blond knot cold and hard / and overnight it’s smooth and smart
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In the Middle of the Way
From my hair rain is running / my cheeks are wet / come to muddy thresholds as a guest / am silent, about where and to whom