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Lightning strikes rising smoke. Ash leaking into a shack, filling my sight Coughs echo on the mountain. Every breath traps warmth, holding me still
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Jan 19
Jan 19, 2026 at 3:35 PM UTC
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Lightning strikes rising smoke. Ash leaking into a shack, filling my sight Coughs echo on the mountain. Every breath traps warmth, holding me still
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Jan 19
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