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Thank you for Smoking. A cupped hand protecting a delicate flame. Soft wisps float creating delicate patterns in an empty space. Inhale. Exhale. You know. I always said I would never pick up this habit.Thank you for Smoking.
It’s almost like second nature now. A second nature that I have to hide. Oh well, that doesn’t matter much anyway.
I’m going to die somehow. Might as well have a hand in it myself. Either way, I should probably quit. A fluid sweeping bringing it to my lips. &nb
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changeWhen I was young, I dreamt of today. The bright future, A new start, a new leaf. Childish dreams, Full of optimism and joy. I could be anything. I would be a princess, Crystalline eyes batting at my prince. A ballerina, My steps graceful and light. I could be anything.change
But I can't. Not everything is possible.
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I hear it's amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-kiri Rock. I need scissors! 61!
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eXistence exists only in eXistence, reality remains but beyond...
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