Don’t give up: grey


I saw grey.
Not just in the strands in your hair,
but in the threads of your eyes.
I saw grey but did nothing except
put my hand to my face.

I feared the numbness and dullness in grey.
Feared it in myself.
And loved it.
Loved it with my hands.

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