The sun stained everyone´s skin but left mine
paper white
No amount of exposure burned me scarlet or
turned me brown, like the natives
no long afternoons, scorching and dry
made a difference
I have been here months,
waiting for a rescue, or an execution
neither seems imminent
Pale I was,
pale I remain
One of the elders wrote me a note,
slipped in with bedclothes
لبعض الناس
كمية من الشمس لا يحدث أي فرق
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title and quotation from antigravpussy