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[lilaelizabeth]

sitting outside of a cafe on third avenue, head hung a little low. Putting out a cigarette, counting my breathes and trying to calm down from the piercing news splitting my mind and heart into enemies caught in a ring. Staring off into space I was feeling the battle commense inside of me, taking slow sips, quick drags, long breathes. Trying not to

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[brightair]

:)

you're going to be just fine