With one small word
all the goodness had been wrung out of the day
Her secret silver hair now covered in hennas of tobacco brown
and at other times natural brown or natures brown
When wanting excitement
black or very black
Now hung lank and languid over the computer terminal
Raynuad's blue fingers scratching at the keyboard
searching Google for the meaning of life
He walks by and coughs
her fingers keep moving
she does not even look up
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