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Loss of Will
Surely, we've all been there...
An eyelash falls
Into my eye
And causes pain
That makes me cry
Attempts to pluck
It with a nail
Frustrate me as
They only fail
I must not rub
And make it raw
And bleeding red
An open sore
And when warm water
Will not mend
My hand lifts up
My knuckle bends
