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When you imagine the straight red lines you could carve on your skin, you do not see how they will fade to pink, then silver-white and still mark you years later.
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC
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When you imagine the straight red lines you could carve on your skin, you do not see how they will fade to pink, then silver-white and still mark you years later.
Written January 23, 2014
eliana
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC
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