“Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?” — Magenta Periwinkle Copy Share Image
“I had choosen the path of the black sheep rather than that of the unicorns and puppies.” — Magenta Periwinkle Copy Share Image
“Starting this day, she was no longer going to be quiet, a wallflower no more.” — Magenta Periwinkle Copy Share Image
“Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?” — Magenta Periwinkle Copy Share Image
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