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She is not her scars

She is not who has touched

Who has hit

Who has maimed her.

She is not her cuts

Her bruises

Her defense mechanisms.

She is not her un-trust of the world

She is not her broken heart.

She is not the pain she has felt

She is not defiled



She is not her scars

They are only the mountains

And valleys

And rivers

Of the ever growing

Ever changing

Ever repairing


That is herself.

Burn the forest down

And it will come back twice as strong and healthy.

Even if it takes a bit of growth to do so.