The Lie About Being Free To Be Whoever You Are

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She woke up early enough to see the sunrise. Slowly, she opens the window in the bachelor apartment she shared with her girlfriend. She just wanted to sit on the window sill and smoke a cigarette while the dawn broke. Her hands were shaking, making it almost impossible to get her lighter to spark enough to ignite the end of her cigarette.

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You can find Alex writing about heartbreak, depression or love. Editor at The Creative Cafe. Work with me www.alexandriabrown.ca.

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Alexandria Brown

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You can find Alex writing about heartbreak, depression or love. Editor at The Creative Cafe. Work with me www.alexandriabrown.ca.

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