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In a Lonely Place on 11-20-2019


His smoke has formed the letters “An”, and into her ear he speaks, “…Anthology of a thousand and one champagne bottles emptied in succession into a b….” Our words come from places we rarely glimpse and never truly understand.⠀

By Josh | November 20, 2019 | In a Lonely Place |
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