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Jun 2023
as I gaze down at my arms
bumpy with tan lines
I think back to that day.

the ever shifting sun
scorching my arms
awaking eczema, which dormant, would lay.

I wonder what else lies within.
adeline
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adeline  17/Transfeminine
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