hair cut went a long way
back
in the day.
those barber shop days.
you felt
great
walking out on the street,
with every
hair in
place.
the mirror was your
friend.
you couldn't stop
looking
at yourself,
adjusting loose
ends with your little
black comb.
it lasted a week though,
one wash
and you were back
to square one
again.
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