My skin
The colour of wheat
Sep 3, 2018 · 2 min read
She does not look like you,
Perhaps after her father?
Said people, looking at my fair mother.
And my complexion.
I heard the first time, a colour existed.
Called wheat, by most. Less fair, by few.
She does not look like you,
Perhaps after her father?
Said people, looking at my fair mother.
And my complexion.
I heard the first time, a colour existed.
Called wheat, by most. Less fair, by few.

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