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Jan 2022
I used to associate the act of unfiltering to the removal of cigarette filters; instead of smoke, I inhaled fire, and instead of nicotine, I tasted dark chocolate. Sharing my truths with you is exactly like that. Set fire to the trees, and once the breeze has cleared away the smoke, sit next to me, lean against me, and let’s gaze at the ocean.
~D.A.
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