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Steam rising up
Suds cascading down
My neck and back and front
Along my arms, along my legs
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I watch as the water and suds form ripples as they pass over the little scars that now cover my leg. I touch them with my finger, tracing the lines. They are fading but still visible. Some of the marks, the deeper ones, the ones you can’t see, will never fade away
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