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Seeing things with a different light
Looking in the mirror and shaking my head… no
I feel the need to dislike the reflection I see
Too point out my wobbly knees my unpainted toes
I am beautiful?
See I am in between, medium, in the middle.
I am not light I am not dark, they call me brown skin.
with the right filter I am light, and with no light you are blind.
