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☆ Melasma

She was a girl so young, with a heart of gold. Born bearing a gift, Melasma it was called. But she was sad….. As the dark spots on her face, Had captured her mind with dark thoughts. Wandering around the forest, isolated from the world. She came across a tree - a tree of hope. Offering her a gift, a gown of her kind. Like her soul so bright, so beautiful and light. She wore it with an uplifted mind. Leaving all the comments and furphy behind.

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