Black-

It is dark Black it's midnight I am part of the arch blackened skin Black And to the rainbow class of my environment how am I supposed to act Black Is it a color is it a thing is it a human being Black how can I fit in when daylight parts substance abuse is different colors of dirt and there's also a man saying does it mix Black And I must insist of the mix God has created rainbow I promise of his promise to never chastise us the same way again and just how can I proceed if I am to believe that anything can grow with or without me I am on track Am I black
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June 30, 2021 at 9:56 AM
Great muse! When body (any colour) perishes, what remains, save singular consciousness?
Lee Sr. Avatar
June 30, 2021 at 12:03 PM
Ahh! Let's ponder those hued realities. Write On... Seeker
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