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Jul 2014
Every time I smoke a cigarette,
I imagine that it’s you,
So I can breathe you in,
And taste your soul,
And I blow you out,
Just to long to breathe you in again.
David Flemister
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David Flemister  21/Non-binary/Ontario, Canada
(21/Non-binary/Ontario, Canada)   
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   --- and Priyanshi Dass
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