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I cut off my long hair last spring
It left me empty, I even cried for a week
And every night I would look at it hoping to see it grew, even an inch
I cut my hair last spring
I felt empty, kind of weak
I had no longer a way to cover my too red cheeks or my scared back, so I let it be

My hair was long last week
It took me time to brush it but it made me feel neat, kind of in the pretty way
My hair was long last week
Took me time to grow it but I felt strong(I still felt weak) so I would cover my face by just bending my head, my hair like a shield between me and what they see

I cut my hair short this morning
And as I walked home I could feel the wind messing it
I cried a bit, just as a last goodbye
But I smiled all the day through, knowing it won't be the last time

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