Hair holds memories (a poem written by Efxaris Arampatzi)
They say hair holds memories
mine carried more than most suppose
Not just laughs or sunlit days
but battles I won close

Some scars lie on my body
some are buried out of view
I’ve worn them all in silence
unsure what I should or shouldn’t undo

Today I’ve cut my hair
a blunt, short, fresh line
Not to forget the past
but only to say this moment is mine

I could embrace the marks
or let them slip away
Each and every path is brave
So I will choose my own, day by day

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