a girl named honor

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he instantly caught my attention.

maybe it was his strangely beautiful birth mark. he had this wild look about him, something fierce yet gentle. he fashioned the ancient traditional warrior hairstyle. his legs bore some tattoos, though i wonder if he’s even old enough to know what the swastika now represents. despite what history the swastika may symbolize, may the heart on his other leg be his reminder that love conquers all. love will always prevail.

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