Even though lines mark
My wrists,
Today I will wear
Short sleeves
Even though I'll get
Questions,
Today I will wear
Short sleeves
Even though I'll get
Hit,
Today I will wear short sleeves
Today I will let the breeze graze on my scars giving them comfort for all the times I've misused them
Today I will reach my arm up to the sky and reach for the sun
Today I will wear short sleeves
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