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Aug 2022
He lit his cigar
And held it thoughtfully in his lips
The tip blazed
His eyes glowed amber red
The dark room
Filled with hazy smoke
He’s a dragon
Guarding his gold coins
Grace E
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Grace E  28/F/Probably a coffee shop
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