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Nov 2014
There was a time and place where skin color did not matter
Race is only skin deep
It is not a feeling or something that matters
Not black enough
Not white enough
Asking god why no silky straight hair
Asking god why no short ***** curly hair
I am not my hair nor skin color
I am a child that has grown up into a world with labels
Constantly changing who I am by definition
Generations on top of generations are loving each other
Regardless of race
When it is finally time for us
To see the world end and destroy
Love will be love
No matter what race
The word mix wont be in play
Rather just recognized as people
Kayla Alexia
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