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Chain Smoking
It wasn’t ever personal, until you were the only person I could think of, unintentional, so impractical, I began speaking in clichés and dreamy drooling. My eyes carved out, spinning wildly on the staff room table, as I placed marble hearts, where they used to reside. I had a lovely time, watching you chain smoke,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 