Open Letters to Inanimate Objects

Dear Hydrocodone,

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I miss you.  I miss the way you would put a sweet warmth of numbing over my head and down to my toes.  How I felt indestructible.  There’s nothing I’ve ever loved doing more in the world than taking you.

Painfully Yours,

Me


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