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Stop. Breathe those useless breaths. Drop this piece of life you’re holding to your lips. Where are you? How long have you been here? Stop now. You have to stop. Squeeze shut your stinging eyes, and take another bite.

Isaac Marion

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Isaac Marion
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Eye
Useless
Another
Breaths
Stinging
Take
Breathe
Squeeze
Long
Lips
Bite
Life
Piece
Bites
Pieces
Drop
Stop
Holding
Eyes
Shut

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