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Guess Me?


They say blonde's are wild, Brunettes are true. And you'll never know what a redhead might do. I'll damage, I'll bleach to get the right color through. So many phases how can I choose? I love the natural look, I can't deny. But I had to spice it up and say goodbye. I don't look like Barbie, do you have a clue? Here's another hint to guess the truth. I don't have freckles and not always preppy. But you can compare me to little Ms. Wendy. If you're not a blonde, you're smart enough to guess. I turned into a redhead because we do it best.
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