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Aug 2018
i still smoke the same cigarettes --
camel menthol silvers

they make my hands smell like the inside of your mouth tasted.

i am still trying to breathe you in after all these years.
what the **** is wrong with me?
Rayven Rae
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Rayven Rae  39/F
(39/F)   
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         ---, Fawn, Tanaya and Tanisha Jackland
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