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A Scarred Reflection
TodayI wrap my dark coattighter around me asthe A+, long lashes, and white smile are buried. Tarnished with a white scar ofa branch ripping open herarm as she fell seventeenfeet ...
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Days Gone By
Squeals echoed throughout the neighborhood.Running along the side of the house was a girl.She was young, her beautiful hair curled with blond,whose only fear in the world was her momfinding ...