Bunny Butters

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Once I saw what was on it, I gasped. It was me. A drawing of me, to be exact, in a pool surrounded by hills with the ocean in the distance. Head tipped back, smile on my face, looking freer and happier than I ever remembered feeling. The curve of my lips, the sparkle in my eyes, even the tiny mole beneath my ear… He’d captured it all in exquisite, painstaking detail, and looking at myself through
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