Scars
When you grow up
living in a forest fire,
you will occasionally
get burned.
And the rest
of your life, people
Will wonder
And whisper
about the scars.
Never knowing of the
Conflagration you
Endured.
Unless
They ask.
But, for the love
Of all that is holy,
Just be polite
And say ‘it’s no big deal’.
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