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My chest sunk with each exhale. My throat burned, and that heat spread like a wild fire throughout my entire body. I couldn't tell if what I was feeling was purely a reaction from the cigarette perched peacefully between my fingers, Or stifled emotion, overflowing, seeping from my pores.
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Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 4:52 PM UTC
Cigs or Sickness
My chest sunk with each exhale. My throat burned, and that heat spread like a wild fire throughout my entire body. I couldn't tell if what I was feeling was purely a reaction from the cigarette perched peacefully between my fingers, Or stifled emotion, overflowing, seeping from my pores.
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24/F/Michigan, USA
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 4:52 PM UTC
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