I swam through the skies the other night. I saw colors of mystic blue, red, and chrome. When I looked back down I saw him doing the same. He smoked a cigarette while I tapped my foot. 'This point when I breathe through my lungs feels like my heart hits unexpectedly and makes me feel good.' - It made sense at the time
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