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May 20
Washing my hands even though
I know they'll never really be clean.
Too many stains
From the blood, sweat and tears
That will never be seen.
My hands may never be completely clean, but I won't apologize.
I did what I had to to protect, love, and survive.
Written by
Zack Ripley  28/M/14487
         Pauline Celerio, ---, Javeria, Edward, saranade and 2 others
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