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Sep 2016
I am not a
perfect being.*
Flaws,
and imperfections
weave the
canvas of
my skin.
The scars that
mark my body,
tell a story of
where I've been,
who I've loved,
and who's loved
me in return.
~ For me ~
Hannah
Written by
Hannah  22/F/Nomad
(22/F/Nomad)   
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