i wrote a poem in an email, and it felt like i was breathing.
i tried another in my notebook and suddenly i was underwater, no chance of inhaling.
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conflict of oxygen
i wrote a poem in an email, and it felt like i was breathing.
i tried another in my notebook and suddenly i was underwater, no chance of inhaling.
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