My hair wants to speak up:
Why did you cut me off? I was so beautiful upon your head. I can’t wait to grow back.
I may keep my hair short. The ladies like it short.
What? Keep me short… how could you? What do girls know anyway? I want to be long, flowing, white and beautiful. I am a warrior… A mighty warrior. Why do you listen to outside forces who do not know any better?
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