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I inhaled the lethal smoke from the stick between my fingers, eyes closed as I submit myself getting lost to its effect. Exhaling as if a long day's conflicted thoughts would dissipate along with it.
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
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I inhaled the lethal smoke from the stick between my fingers, eyes closed as I submit myself getting lost to its effect. Exhaling as if a long day's conflicted thoughts would dissipate along with it.
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC
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