When Your Skin Starts Whispering

The fear hits before logic. Your heart knows before your mind can catch up, and suddenly a tiny mark feels like a verdict. You try to shrug it off, but every day it lingers, your imagination sharpens its claws. You hide it. You hide from it. You pray it means nothing, while secretly preparing for everythin… Continues…

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