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It's a layer of defense

Soft and Smooth

It crackles , it can breaks if you have a wound.

Hairs stand up when you have chills

Pierces red when you have a sunburn , or when you get mad.

It's a blank canvas to your pen

It's an external organ , it's the glue to your body

You should be comfortable in your own skin

Nobody has the right to take that away from you

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