I am white.
I was born that way.
I was also born with crossed eyes and curly hair to a poor momma and daddy in northeast Oklahoma City.
I didn’t know we were poor because everyone around us was poor, but I knew I was different.
I was the girl who wore Coke-bottle thick ...
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