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I can't rest until I free all of what's inside of me. This I'm learning.

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I just washed my hair like crazy, with my boyfriends help. Rather, my boyfriend washed my locs with my help. All the beaching I’ve been doing this summer caught up with me. Yes, there was some Panamanian sand in there. That and I was struggling with build up on my back locks. I now know the culprit! I love to slather my skin in rich butters. Perfect for my skin, but no good for my locks.

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