My albino skin is the white of lightning flashes, that which brings illumination to any storm.
Born to reflect even the least rays of light, I was always going to shine - abino's are that way.
Champagne-rose eyes, skin of white, hair woven of brightest moonlight - this is albino, this is what I am.
I am the new white page; I am sunshine on clear waters; I am the snowdrop petals that come to bless the earth - for I am albino, I am pure white.
I am the moonlight; I am the white rose; I am the white-lace upon the wave - for albino is such beauty.
I am albino, white on the outside and rainbow on the inside. I am the soul who always sees the future as a blank page, one of choices and possibilities. Under this snowy hair there is only warmth, and these pink eyes are shade of baby soft roses.
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