the mirrior

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Her scars' could not be overlooked or hiden said the mirror. There was still danger near said the fear in her eyes. She had no home to go said the dingy backack that hung on her back. Who is she said the comunity that was quick to misjudge her. She was lost said the confused look on her face. She was no one said the abesent identification card in her wallet.

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