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(to the smokers in my life; veckesh, dyan, boey, and my grandfather who had died of it.) - a love poem is meant to be inhaled until your lungs blossom as if…
(to the smokers in my life; veckesh, dyan, boey, and my grandfather who had died of it.) - a love poem is meant to be inhaled until your lungs blossom as if…