Here is a poem about wearing a hair replacement system ...

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Upstairs
Downstairs

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He got up, put on his hair
his socks, his pants, his shoes
then into the bathroom
to the mirror

To be clear, he’d lost his hair
where ….. some dairy farm ….. somewhere
he used to stare and stare
and wonder where he’d dare to go
without his hair

There was the man downstairs
he’d lost his leg, an accident somewhere
then one day a prosthesis that increased his … step
up every morning one leg then the other
one
saves him from the eyes
that see his missing foot
before they see the man that stands
before them

Upstairs he now combs, his morning hair
he’s not ashamed
not any more than the man downstairs
to the best of his ability he’s dealing with
his “disabilityâ€
 
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