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May 2014
Don't try to lie to yourself.
Or others.
You always knew the truth
Was only a half white.

The rest was dark magic.

It's the reason some of us
Can rise so difficultly to the top.
While we watch the others burn.
Without so much as a wave goodbye.

It's why talk is cheap.
And everything else costs you dearly.

Oh yes, it is a pretty,
And supposed rarity among most.

Just remember,
When you bring your wordless face
To the final count,
To make sure that you, yourself

Didn't get gypped.
Marissa Wargo
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