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Uncloak yourself In the heavy summer heat And let me see you In all your beauty The scars on your upper thighs And on your stomach Should be trophies for you To shine like gold In the sun Because they shout to the world “I am still here.”
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
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Uncloak yourself In the heavy summer heat And let me see you In all your beauty The scars on your upper thighs And on your stomach Should be trophies for you To shine like gold In the sun Because they shout to the world “I am still here.”
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
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