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Apr 2021
You can tell yourself
   my eyes are green
      my hair is blonde
but that won’t make it true.

My eyes are blue
   with yellow rings.
It’s just an illusion,
like how my hair hasn’t seen the sun in ages,
and the blonde has faded into dusty brown.

Do you really see me?
   or do you like the magic trick
      that makes me easier to love?
Written by
Ezel  19/F
(19/F)   
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