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Et si on arrêtait de dénigrer la femme noire ?
Est ce que avoir la peau foncée est un défaut ?
Pourquoi je ne leur plait pas ?
Ils me trouvent moche ? Parce que je suis noire c'est sa ? Je suis juste une niafou pour eux ?!
Voilà les questions que je me posent .
J'aimerais bien avoir des réponses . Mais je ne pense pas en avoir .
Mais bon .....
Tout est possible .
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