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I Am Beige and Brown and Spotted

I have tanned feet mimicking my sandal straps my arms are spotted beige and brown There is green paint on two of my fingers I place my hand on a piece of paper Laugh and scoff that anyone could call me white I am not white in the least. I can see this by the contrast Even my fingernails are not white they are off-white if you stretch it I am no more white than any of my friends are black. They are caramel and ebony and chocolate and dark beige, but none of them are black and none of them are white Ridiculous terms that apply to no one I know, and I know a lot of people. Terms to separate us. Terms I throw out and scoff about

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