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Oct 2021
Sober
I am sober
I miss the flick of a bic
The lick of smoke past my lips
I am sober
I miss the taste of whiskey
The bite to make me shiver
I am sober
I miss the intoxication of you
I am sobered.
Denxai Mcmillon
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Denxai Mcmillon  27/Non-binary/Frederick
(27/Non-binary/Frederick)   
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