Grow Black Child

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When I was supposed to start school, my mom cut my dreads because they were not allowed.

She had to relax my hair so that it could be controlled.

Now I'm 16, and I have a beautiful afro.

I love my hair.
It defies gravity.
It is beautiful.
Most of all, it is mine.

Who are you to tell me to relax my hair.

Inspired by Zulaikha Patel.

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