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Born In a Different Right

Legs full of hair... These people can't bear.... Feminine ones are , which they admire... So I set to work and started to pare..... The blades went deep down the skin... Ouch! I got a cut .... Was I punished for my sins....? I ignored the pain and kept on scraping.... But soon blood filled the cut... It was messy as !! The foam was dripping into the wound... But I kept on shaving , thinking the pain would be out soon.... Lying on my bed that night.... All I wished was to be born in a different right...

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Date: 8/22/2018 12:02:00 PM
very innovative theme to write..liked it
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