5:08 PM – Smoke

“Every time you inhale the smoke, you just died inside. Every time you exhale the smoke, you kill with your pride.”

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9:46 PM – Hands

“Sometimes, we imagined ourselves holding the hand of the person we love, but in reality, they hold the hands that are warmer than ours.”

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