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Nov 2020
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I told myself I would only put my lips places that made me never want to stop breathing.
Now as I lift this cigarette from between my fingers
I await the day I do.
But until then, I'll spend every waking second thinking of you.
simone jewell
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simone jewell  27/F
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   j a connor and Noaki
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