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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.
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 11:02 PM UTC
Hands
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.
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 11:02 PM UTC
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