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Ongoing, First published Dec 04, 2013
They can't read. They don't understand the significance of their markings. They don't understand how much their markings define them. That written in the ink is their every moment. That every smile that tugs on their lips and every tear staining their cheeks are encrypted into the swirls. That scripted over their bodies, is the details of their last breath.All Rights Reserved
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