The sun kissed their skin,
Marked for envy,
There was beauty,
Walking, living, proud, and strong.
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PoetryI felt it was time for a new beginning, so I've restarted my collection of poems. Feedback is encouraged.
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The sun kissed their skin,
Marked for envy,
There was beauty,
Walking, living, proud, and strong.
