"Look at me" she said softly to me through the mirror. "Your pain is real" she said. I looked at her she was completely covered in scars...Back from my cookie cutter days...Back from my suicidal days...Every wound that was inflicted on me throughout my life was imprinted on her..."You have grown stronger" she said, "I am the scars that you wanted to desperately wanted to see on your skin...Your marks of victory..."
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