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Drabble #10 Haircut

I save my hair. The colors change every decade. Blonde to platinum, brown to black, once a pale shade of pink and lavender.

My hair above seldom matches my hair below. And in-between... it just curls as it grows.

I do wish I had more hair... in the right places. I'll need to ask my barber whether he can clip my nose hairs and glue them to my eyelashes. I like hearing him laugh.

I don't laugh at seeing my locks tumble to the floor. I wonder whether they miss me as much as I miss my youth when long hair blowing in the breeze was fashionable.

One haircut, two haircuts, three.

I need to ask my barber how long I need to let it grow so it can be made into a wig.

They way I'm balding I'll need one when I die.

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