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How Scars Disappear
Hannah Winter
“Hello my Angel”
Kisses pressed firmly to my forehead
Permanent, claim staked
“This woman is mine!”
Picks me up and spins me through the myriad of snow-
flakes
Eyes bright in the light of lanterns as snow cascaded
around us
“I want you to be happy”
Wipes my tears away after a long day
Pain, frustration, and sadness swept away
“You’re not allowed to be sick when I’m away”
Surprises me with coffee and a single tulip
Causing my medicated self smile
“You make me happier than I have ever been”
Not having any clue just how much he has done for me
How he made my scars disappear
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