You like skin white as fat
Especially the face.
Is almost a piece of white paper
It hasn't been exposed to a few rays of sunshine
The ultimate beauty of women's skin care in advertisements
Such a face
Needs to be coated with a daily dose facial cleanser
Needs a dozen moisturizing mask per month
Such a face
Every wrinkle is a wake-up call
Every dark spot is full of sorrow
For white
Beauty as they define it
How many milligrams of titanium oxide are you separated from nature
How many free years have you bid farewell to summer sky
Even the sun can't find any gap to see you
You are white that's short of iron
You are pitiful and innocent
Because what you want is all white
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