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My locks of curls are a glamorous mountain of blown out dandelions.   “This is all my hair. No, I am not lying.”   My locks of curls, they fall from left to right.
Curly hair- How do I handle you? Not a typical Polish girl’s trait  Standing out like a red bush  and making me uneasy I get this nauseous feeling 
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