April 20, 2011
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Everyone in my family has different hair – different lengths, styles, and colors.
My dad, hair dark as night, with endless curls. Unlike me, with hair dark too, it is flat, lifeless, and dry. It never does what I want it too, it goes up and falls right back down.
Brady, hair of the gods, blonde wavy locks. Like a stallion galloping, it has beauty.
Mom, hair so perfect not even the stars have such value. Silky and red, short and soft to the touch. It smells of roses, clean and healthy, hair so perfect not even the stars hold such value.

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