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Jan 21
you smoke—literally.
you smoke sunsets and citrus roses.
your name's old fashioned—smoked oranges.

you're smoking, as in attractive.
i breathed in, don't know why i did.
i choked.
Written by
thejohnags  19/M/Manila
     Darrell Landstrom and Fawn
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