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His hands fumble the packet out of his pocket, trembling as he licks one finger and sticks it in the packet. The white powder sticks beautifully against the pad of his finger, and he opens his mouth to rub it against the upper side of his gums. He hates the taste at first, too bitter, then he feels it tingle just right and he closes his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale.
or, a story about losing and finding yourself again (and finding love within yourself, and others)
