Skin had hope, that’s what skin does.

Heals over the scarred place, makes a road.

Heals over the scarred place, makes a road.
Heals over the scarred place, makes a road.
Love means you breathe in two countries.
Love means you breathe in two countries.
And skin remembers—silk, spiny grass, —Naomi Shihab Nye
And skin remembers—silk, spiny grass,
—Naomi Shihab Nye

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