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Why do I love to Peel the skin off my sunburn? Such satisfaction! Gross it is I know. But it is like when you start Healing: chuck the past. The dead skin itches. It's annoying and useless. Peel it off--new skin. Old wounds--offenses-- Keep us irritated, mad,   Instead of thriving. Peeling dead skin is Satisfactory because Then I get new skin.
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 1:22 PM UTC
contemplation #2: New Skin
Why do I love to Peel the skin off my sunburn? Such satisfaction! Gross it is I know. But it is like when you start Healing: chuck the past. The dead skin itches. It's annoying and useless. Peel it off--new skin. Old wounds--offenses-- Keep us irritated, mad,   Instead of thriving. Peeling dead skin is Satisfactory because Then I get new skin.
alyanne-cooper
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 1:22 PM UTC
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