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Braids or shaved

The apple doesn’t fall far from the trees
She has braids and he has shaved
But sometimes it is perhaps a stencil
Always like a king though he has both sides
Chains and equal as a son sometimes
Stand up to their mistakes without turning on again
My love remained there
Perhaps it is the same
But still different
The rhymes and words
Huh? is this possible
Perhaps they will snoop
But I say neither or