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When you look at the sun
You see how it shines on you
And everything you do
And yes, they are all Black

I came yesterday
I wrote this piece for you
And all the things you did
And it was called Black

So then I took my turn
I know I shouldn’t have done that
Still it was Black

Your skin,
Actually, your bones and skin
Turned into something beautiful
Do you know?
I love you so Black,

I ran my life
I fought the beast for you
Oh! what a thing to do
‘Cause you were all Black

I made a dress
I made a dress for you
Fine linen and colorful cotton
And it was all Black

Your skin turn into-
Something beautiful
That’s why I’d bleed myself for it
It’s true
It always shone on you, they never lied
It was always Black

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