stubble never stops

I guess I’m lucky

with this disposition

I do this shaving thing

every few days

& not everyday

finding it hard

staring at this face

gets to be all mine

receiver of punches

kisses sunshine rain

softly changing over time

I’ve been called ugly

told I was beautiful

knowing those words

were about the giver

whether mean or unkind

they were never mine

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