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Aug 2015
whenever I meet someone new, I inevitably check their limbs for scars.

they are almost always there, some solitary little wisps, some like a cross-hatching, a pattern, a score...

...and I find that the stories written there are irresistible, and the wounds run deeper than I can kiss.

I always fall for the broken ones, whose scars travel further than I've ever been.
August 10, 2015

I started with the last line a long time ago, and it's been flitting around in my head, with the rest of the words just out of reach. It finally made sense tonight.
Rustine Gescheidle
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Rustine Gescheidle  28/F/United Kingdom
(28/F/United Kingdom)   
   Derek Devereaux Smith and ---
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