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Jun 2018
This skin..

Has hardened over the years. It went from innocence to mystery to misery.

This skin, has lived through times. This skin, has lightened, darkened, shaded and scarred overtime.

This skin, cannot be replaced; changed or reversed. I am what I've lived. I am what I've seen.

I am what I've touched, I am what I've done..

This skin, tells stories. This skin, gives vibes and history to those looking upon me.

This skin, is a road map of me. This skin, cannot be denied, transformed or unhinged.

No matter how hard I may have tried to hide. My skin will always expose me.

This skin, has and will always be writing history until the day I die. I cannot change what my skin has endured.

My name is Shiloh and I am this skin..

Sincerely,
a servant
Peace
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