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Jul 2018
My friend burns slow
I put her to my lips and draw
then exhale smoke
The tar stains my teeth and lungs.
I enjoy her presence because she makes me feel young.
Danial John
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Danial John  21/M/NorShor
(21/M/NorShor)   
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