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oh,my lovely hair
How you shore in days of yore,
while my mother cared for you,
silken strands,thick and pure,
with no harmful effects to rue.
But as I grow older still,
my hair begins to fade away,
Even the weight...
while my mother cared for you,
silken strands,thick and pure,
with no harmful effects to rue.
But as I grow older still,
my hair begins to fade away,
Even the weight...
