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Jul 2017
He sits outside on the step to their house,
Accompanied by a coffee and a cigarette.
A bitter boy and a poison girl.
Breathing in with the wind and exhaling down stream.
Mixing together to create a pungent vibrance to the air, the kind only made when a **** back whale meets a cotton bud cloud.
Tøast
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Tøast  22/M/England
(22/M/England)   
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