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Brown hair, gleaming bronze,
Plaited or free;
Blonde tresses, golden pale,
Curled or bound;
Black mass, thickest dark,
Wild or tied;
Red waves, sanguine silk,
Shaved or shorn;

(Both are lovely.)
The nobility of humanity:
Gentle hands, strong defenders,
Shouted love, courageous friends,
Righteous words, greater actions,
Truth as power, made amends.

Aye: this biology: beautiful, a miracle for sure.
Blindness become kindness, grief become peace.
Rewarded for nothing, so be this sea-
-of laughter, of loss, of criminal sloth,
and all the ways we breathe.
It starts with a look-

Temptation teasing the tongue,
Sly grins soaring on sordid winds.

-and it ends with a sigh,

Empty wallets and too much powder;
Regret giving way to cowardice.

The world moves on.
Love deafens despite
Caterwaul execution.
Round and round we go​.
Saying, "She," won't hurt.
Their skin isn't dirt.
Fat or skinny, immutable worth.

The soul beneath, that song replete
of fate and God,
and all you see.

'Cause Man is Man, whatever we say,
choices many and royal-
-umbral or day.

So, ashamed be hate
and troglodyte mates,
a person is sovereign - personhood safe.
There is comfort to be found in our dearth of unique experiences.

This broken heart has been reforged by softer souls.
This lesson has been learned by crueler minds.
This victory has been shared by worthier hands.
This shame has been loved by greater kinds.

It has been done before.
It can be done again.

We will not die.
The night is quiet, unmarred by your brilliance.
You are no more than a phantom,
Haunting.

I should be thankful,
But I refuse as much.
You were a supernova of salience-

-and I am still blind.
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