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Mar 2019
I had a dream that my lungs filled with toxic waste called air.

Each inhale becoming at last, an exhale.  β€¨
An inhale, becoming my last
exhale.
Allen Austin-Bishop
Written by
Allen Austin-Bishop  M/London
(M/London)   
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     ---, Em MacKenzie, Ψ―ema flutter and ---
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