a thousand hoursA Poem by Corneliusa small poem a wrote on the back of a receipt in class.
a thousand hours to change
the world. where to start? you comb your hair, you brush your teeth. it's the same, everyday. morning preparation routine. a thousand hours of combing hair, brushing teeth, waiting. questioning. where do i start? what is next?
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