#18: GLOM―AWAY

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I REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME IVE CAUGHT A GLOM OF YOU I FELT MY LUNGS ACHE LIKE I HAD SMOKED A LOT TOO MUCH THAN IVE USUALLY DONE AND I FINALLY UNDERSTOOD WHAT THEY SAID WHEN SOMEBODY WHISPERS WITH THEIR LAST HEAVE OF BREATHE: YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY

{you take his breath away. he doesnt know why and how, but you do.}

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