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Caramel

To my sisters who will never realize how much I love them,
Who I hope will never have to know the world hates them-
Because their skin is caramel.

To my sisters who look up at me with eyes that sparkle like diamonds, 
Whose innocence is bliss beyond compare, 
But will soon not be, like a gazelle attacked by a lion. 

To my sisters who are beautiful like a summer sunset, 
And I who will make sure they know and never forget, 
You are beautiful because your skin is caramel.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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