It wasn't pain
but half of it,
so half of it I mended,
leaving the other toil
for other days
that I could tend it.
No chemistries seem strong
enough; no alchemy exists,
so half my head is healed
and half my head persists.
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The closing. **
I like the ending too.
What Rachna and Samuel said.
Sweet.
Well done.