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Leprosy
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Points of Return My skin must be
some kind of awful.
A disease that could
be spread like wildfire.
The infection grows
instantly.
Am I that unbearable?
Am I like the plague?
Can I not be touched by
human hands except by those who
have pity on me?
They show grace
and compassion
but they do so,
not out of love.
They do it because
they mourn my condition.
They fear if they don't do it,
no one else will.
Will I ever be cleansed
of my leprosy?
