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Acknowledgement Stories

acknowledgement

Ugly

We cannot change what was always there, even if we tried to fool ourselves it wasn't.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.In the mirror, light falls softly, Tracing channels down my face. Beauteous dreams will never come true; They are lost without a trace. What seeds were grown whe...