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Sep 2017
you may say
my english is broken
you may say
my skin is too tan
you may say
my hair is too curly
but honey
english didn't raise me
i grew up around a language
that is just as beautiful as yours
my skin was kissed by the sun
my hair was created by mermaids
that swim in the deeps of the ocean
i know my skin is not like wheat
i don't have sunflower's hair
but that doesn't mean
my beauty is less than yours
that doesn't mean that the words
that come out of my lips are wrong at all.
tulipinthetropics
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tulipinthetropics  22/F/El Salvador
(22/F/El Salvador)   
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