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May 2020
I will sit and light this cigarette
Smoke burning in my eyes so I have an excuse to cry
It's a habit you had me quit
But now that you've quit me
I needed to find something familiar again
Connor
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Connor  22/M/Utah
(22/M/Utah)   
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   annh and Bogdan Dragos
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