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Grey Hair

GREY HAIR
It use to
be
the masses
last resort
when the grey hair
was wholesome wisdom
and law
no respecter
of being
but no more

                   A strand
                   of grey hair
                   now gold carat
                   so justice
                   is thrown
                   into the
                   embrace of mint

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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