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Pearls

by @Not-Me

The illusion of elegance, copied from her mother. Childhoods left undealt with, but she wears her traumas around her neck in that beautiful southern style passed down from her mother. Enforces her new rules, ignoring the past that got her there for a new sense of priority. Her pearls are lost, sold long ago by someone else, and she has forgotten what they stood for.
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18 / Androgynous
Published
Jun 14, 2020
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1m
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#family#heritage#heirloom#pearls#trauma#generationaltrauma
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