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Touching smoke
"I assumed I was human. I was wrong. I dream of death and warm blood on my hands. I dream of the day I burn the world to the ground. I dream of the day I will finally die. Running is something my mother taught me to do very well. I never knew why until the night I cause an earthquake and meet Isaiah…
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