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Jan 2015
I walk the streets proudly
my head held high
These marks that startle people
are my battle scars
Fighting the existent ideas
of false beauty
All the teen years of my life.
NicoleRuth
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NicoleRuth  26/F/Mumbai
(26/F/Mumbai)   
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