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im not looking for anger im not looking for grief im looking for respect in a lonesome sheath of wisdom without knowing a wolf in sheeps clothing why do u think i dye my hair im taking over one way or another so to be blonde it makes the men stare ive been brunette they r stareing else where so girls get youre poses the prettiest girl knows this the men think they r chosen but women know their men are frozen

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