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I scrub and scrub, until my skin stings, wondering why, I don't look "clean," darker skin, darker hair, they've led me to believe there must be something ***** here
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:41 PM UTC
there must be something ***** here
I scrub and scrub, until my skin stings, wondering why, I don't look "clean," darker skin, darker hair, they've led me to believe there must be something ***** here
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May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:41 PM UTC
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