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for the first time in my life, i had enough hair to cut pretty much however i wanted, and the freedom to make the choice on my own. what a blessing... in something as simple as personal grooming, god whispered love into my ear and helped me see a little more of the woman that's being given form inside my heart. this woman... more prose than poetry, more function than form, but beautiful without compare in the eyes of my creator and lover.
so the experiment is over, and as i saw three years of growth fall around the chair, i discovered that i am still a woman no matter how long my hair is.
so the experiment is over, and as i saw three years of growth fall around the chair, i discovered that i am still a woman no matter how long my hair is.