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Apr 2014
She was always look upon as,
Different
She has no one, not even family,
She hides her face from the crowd,
of kids who walk the halls,
But no one knows she was,
Special
Her beauty was on the inside,
Which no one took time to see,
Except,
One
Scars are beautiful
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Scars are beautiful
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   Paula Lee
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