Identity. wrapped in her through different names, homes, types of loves. Title, educational background, societal labels.  Like a hand woven sweater, her true identity slowly, delicately, unraveling like a loose thread. Revealing her soul.  Her smile, unspoken words communicated through her eyes. Beautiful scars,  some seen and unseen, telling the depths of her experiences and…

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