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Sarah Lustgarten May 2018
A ripple across my thigh,
A perfect imperfection.

A permanent reminder,
An unsettling memory.

An etching of a lie,
A crater of defeat.

A flaw remaining for the rest of time,
An endless beige tattoo.

A story engraved in my skin
A scar.

— The End —