Beauty Beneath the Black by Anu Soneye
Black, the Savage shade of a bounded race
turns dead sketches into breathing art.
Night, the cool every man craves comes in the dark
when the sun sleeps and the moon wakes
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Black, the Savage shade of a bounded race
turns dead sketches into breathing art.
Night, the cool every man craves comes in the dark
when the sun sleeps and the moon wakes
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