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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Growing my hair down below my knees... stimulated courtesy follicles, where Coconut, Olive, Grapeseed, Jojoba, Amla and Vitamin E oils allowed, enabled, and provided head start germinating peach fuzz into brown strands after Flaxseeds, Pumpkin seeds and Fenugreek being sprinkled on my scalp yielded a bumper crop of hirsute weeds occasionally tripping me up analogous to hallucinogen causing a public health hazard warranting, necessitating, and goading me to give shout out for stylist to tender mine lovely brunette locks, which might be repurposed into a wig for patients undergoing chemotherapy, or afflicted with alopecia, (the partial or complete absence of hair from areas of the body where it normally grows; baldness). As a knobby kneed, puny, scrawny, wimpy kid whose, (back in the nineteen sixties), his parents decreed their singular (painfully shy dorky, geeky and nerdy) old school boy who sported a buzz cut, which found him reacting and responding (in short order rebelling) passive aggressively by refusing to bathe until mommy dearest demanded (well nigh upon the bewitching hour of midnight) to witness her son soaked and essentially marinated (until my skin shriveled like a prune) in the (clawfoot) tub lest he stink to high heavens, and given a serious dressing down by the timely principal Mister Clock. Far back as I can remember, the significance of hair assumed an outsize role, whether enviously eying other lads their thick straight hank, or nowadays bristling with self reproach cursed with thinning greasy limp strands (interspersed with gray) experiencing shame being seen in public, a disgrace to our family name of Wagstaff and an embarrassment to the human race ofttimes associating myself with Samson, whereat emotional, physical, and spiritual strength rooted (pun intended) within each hair shaft (the visible part of the hair that sticks out of the skin), and rooted in the skin and extends down to the deeper layers of the skin surrounded by the hair follicle (a sheath of skin and connective tissue), which is also connected to a sebaceous gland.
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