Ultimately, I got the eyeful of it
If in the greatest of dreams I beheld
At last, the percepts of my imagery
As my eyes opened around a nest plumy
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Prejudice
“It’s for the inaccuracy of near-blind human eyes that when it is night that they take in, oft underrated is the forlorn moonlight as darkness; much like the family as granted or Muslims as terrorists. On these they guide, with these they learn, but call these black.”