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Who?


I am BROWN. My hair, My skin, My eyes. Brown, but NOT black. Black is coal, Coal that comes from the earth. The BROWN earth. I am OVERWEIGHT Or at least that's what THEY say But then again who are THEY? I am confused. I thought we moved on, But here we are AGAIN. Littering the streets with the SAME HATEFUL words. Go back Go back Go back Again. I am suppressed, Like a bird in a cage. Look at ME, Fluttering and flustered. Someone left the gate open. Now watch me RISE. I am SMART. Intelligent girl, Mind bending, Boundaries breaking. I am BEAUTIFUL. My mother's child. FLAWS included. I am rising ABOVE the LIMITS Of who I can be, Who I will be, Who I am. Who am I? Who?
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