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Gap – A stale taste in my mouth despite scrubbing teeth. You in my stomach and still a void. I feel sick. I feel so sick. And I’m breathing in the smell of menthol and breathing out the stale taste of craving. Oh, beat the longing to death. Oh, beat the longing to death.

Text by Anna Töws

Image © Gary Koutsoubis

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