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The shower sprays hot water
The hot water soothes the pain
The pain caused from your abuse
The abuse from your hands
The hands got the strength
The strength came from the fights
The fights started by a comment
The comment was a result of hate
Hate happened from being abandoned from your parents
Can't you see how when people hurt people, they hurt other people.
As I walk down a asphalt path, I see a figure ahead of me. Getting closer, I recognize the figure to be a woman. No older than nineteen, I assume. Her hair is light blue with streaks of green.
"Hello" I greet her. She keeps walking on, ignoring me. "Are you lost?" I ask.
"Leave me alone" she whispers. She lifts her head and gazes at me. She lifts her head and gazes at me. She has beautiful eyes, one icy blue and the other shimmering gold. I see scars and dried blood. I gasp softly.
"What's happened to you?" I ask.
"I don't want to talk about it" she hisses.
"Can I help you?" I ask. A tear creeps down her right cheek.
"Its been so long since I've felt compassion" she says softly.
"My home is just down the road. Come on, let's get you cleaned up" I say.
"Ok" she whispers. It's a nice day. The sun is out and gartros are chirping. Gartros are completely harmless avian creatures. This is a typical day in the land of Aruza. I look up and glimpse one of the moons, Folor.
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