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Growing Up A Person Of Color

It feels dark between the rain,
drops magnified from mist,
suspended over cracked sidewalks,
color gone from gray

Daggers lined  the streets, of
filthy persuasion where
children play
Who is left to raise up,  their
 starlit eyes?

I grew up, a person of color
The sky melted before each step.
Puddles, of societal acceptance
drip through the screens
of old lead pane windows

Each season my life brought
 new ways, to be accepted
I grew up,  waiting for darkness
to split me in two,  allowing
 me to finally walk free
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
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