She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally. — Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins
She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally. — Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins
She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally. — Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins
She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally. — Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins
She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally. — Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins
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She lit my soul and inhaled deeplyFlicking my ashes occasionally.

— Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins
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