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Each Scar Became an Unforgotten Memory…

Each scar you see on her wrist became an unforgotten memory, and that, was how, she’d kept track, of how she’s still alive. She’d been hurt bad when she was a whole lot younger, but it wasn’t until in her … Continue reading

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