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Sharanya R

Fantasy Others

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Sharanya R

Fantasy Others

Just Black

Just Black

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With gleaming darkness,

and a welcome of the blind,

I call up for confusion and hardness,

And put up the light behind 


The call of the night 

Seems to be my life

A ray of light

Can destroy me in a second or five


Symbolism for the bad,

I am nowhere accepted,

Stereotyped and sad 

Disowned and rejected   


My existence makes up the meaning of white,

And my contrasting essence colours the colours 

I am dark, but I am a wright

I'm hated, superior, and one of the sight controllers



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