《Magic》Hair

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The hair that falls in my face is the kind I want.

The hair that blows in the wind as I run wildly into the unknown with childish laughs.

The sound underneath my feet and I hear the waves of MY ocean.

Freedom Calls.

The hair that's dirty with sweat and water, a good long day of work.

The hair that looks effortlessly perfect in its messy bun.

The hair that falls down my face with waves of gold strands.

The hair that I wake up with, the one that shows I had a Good Night sleep.

My dreams and my relaxed face visible in only my eyes and morning smile.

The hair that reminds me of my beauty, my life, my dreams.

The hair that shows me my past.

Brings who I am to life. My present self. My growth.

The hair that shows what I'm made of. Shows I'm not afraid.

Shows my confidence, shows my power, shows my child self, the gold in me,

the color of light

of

Me

I want that hair!

&

I am that hair & I no longer want you

to take it away.

I'm going home...

To. My home...

To my.....

hair... ♡

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