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Feb 2022
You filled me with
cold cigarette smoke
Soaked
             my lungs,
                               my clothes,
                                                    my heart.
The scent was all over my sheets.
And then
It all turned into poison.
alupa
Written by
alupa  19/F/Germany
(19/F/Germany)   
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