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Snapping the air from where it settled around my face, dragging it to lungs . Exhaling through lips that formed words, I had no intention of saying.
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 4:14 PM UTC
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Snapping the air from where it settled around my face, dragging it to lungs . Exhaling through lips that formed words, I had no intention of saying.
Occasionally I get so stressed I start doing weird things. Occasionally, I notice them.
roberta-adele
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 4:14 PM UTC
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