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A single sniff of the dry snow. (Before I drift into another plane..) With sheer precision. Long and slow. (Help me when I'm still sane!)
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
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A single sniff of the dry snow. (Before I drift into another plane..) With sheer precision. Long and slow. (Help me when I'm still sane!)
P.S. I am not addicted.
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
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