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I quit drinking but kept smoking, I prefer my executioner sober; cloaked in poison obscured by smoke. Cascading to my lungs like silk, bubbling up like tar. Efficiency is not my goal the destination is. I'll take the longer route for now, traveling forward keeps me sane. Sane may be a stretch it keeps me busy, at least.
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Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 4:36 AM UTC
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I quit drinking but kept smoking, I prefer my executioner sober; cloaked in poison obscured by smoke. Cascading to my lungs like silk, bubbling up like tar. Efficiency is not my goal the destination is. I'll take the longer route for now, traveling forward keeps me sane. Sane may be a stretch it keeps me busy, at least.
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Jan 29, 2017
Jan 29, 2017 at 4:36 AM UTC
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