Poem by Magicianess

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Your skin is marked with foot steps

Ones that the years have left behind

Shapes that carry memories and wars

Reminders of who you left behind

Your skin is beautiful with lines of gold

For our flaws are what declare us alive

So every time you think you are burdened,

remember that those marks are what make you shine

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