I try to cling on to a hazy puff of smoke; but as I watch the trail breeze into the wind and away from me, I know that I am getting what I deserve, an infinity of emptiness, and it is everything I deserve.
I try to cling on to a hazy puff of smoke; but as I watch the trail breeze into the wind and away from me, I know that I am getting what I deserve, an infinity of emptiness, and it is everything I deserve.
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