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It is impossible to measure the depths of my scabs, And I wonder if they are truly healing over Or if I have simply picked at them anew. I tel myself, "You cannot see the new tissue underneath as it grows."
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
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It is impossible to measure the depths of my scabs, And I wonder if they are truly healing over Or if I have simply picked at them anew. I tel myself, "You cannot see the new tissue underneath as it grows."
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
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