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Jun 2018
Cigarette Ash
She smelled like cigarette ash and sadness, and I found myself growing silent as I finally understood the distance between us, and what it means to give up on a person.
lilhadi
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lilhadi  27/M/Riyadh, SA.
(27/M/Riyadh, SA.)   
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