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Scars

I am not ashamed of my scars they are unique they are a part of me they are memories and battle wounds different shapes odd sizes each with its own tale to tell they are a road map of my life a sharp left up the side of a vicious palmetto a short detour to meet that scalding iron multiple trips under the surgeons cold blade and an extended road trip at my own hands so many stories some good some bad all mine no, I'm not ashamed of my scars in fact I own them I wear them with pride they set me apart they are what makes me... me

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