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Dec 2017
Your life is permanently etched onto your skin,
as faded colors melting like heated wax.

You're not who you are because of the markings,
the ink represents what you believe in.

The blank,
flesh canvas was provided to show off your art,
your story,
the life you have lived.
Written 12/22/2017
Sarah
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Sarah  25/F/New York
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