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Sep 2018
When I think of you,
I still hear your deep rasp
A muffled, familiar roar
Carrying the weight of your words-
Yes, when I remember  you
I smell your half extinguished cigarette
And feel your warm touch
A familiar burn
PsycheSpeaks
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PsycheSpeaks  24/F/Buffalo, NY
(24/F/Buffalo, NY)   
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