Some people hate their scars but when i look at mine i see memories and am reminded how far i've come, how much i've grown. They are apart of a man struggle or life's reprimand that i must be more alert to my surroundings. They are all well healed and some are more faint but they are apart of me, a sign that i am more empathetic to the world i live in because i have learned to master myself and not the world.
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