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Mar 2013
Don’t grow your hair like that
- eesht! -
that’s it, grow it back up shorter
that’s it that’s it, up up!
that’s better and cooler
i could never abide the way it grew
down
the way it looks now
****, we’ve finally got a show
we’ve finally got opportunity
tide

if i told you how much better you look
you’d make it grow again.
René Mutumé
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René Mutumé  London
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