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Mar 2014
I like to wear glitter                above and below my eyes          so that when he looks at me,     he sees nothing more than the promise of stars                 against the wishes                    of my dark skin.                        I'd like to be the                    black sky that he                      wishes               upon.
I'd like to the reason he sees any speckle of light. A selfish truth.
Marie-Niege
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