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My Marks

i have countless scars on my skin from a battle with depression i almost lost. twice. i have twelve scars on my leg from a car accident that saved my life. i have tracks of stretch marks on my breasts and thighs from growing up too fast i have a million freckles on my face spattered from too much time in the sun i have curves that show my womanhood gifted to me by the devil: puberty i have so many distinctions that make me who I am. These are my marks.
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