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Sober

Fleeing the silky prisons and silver-tongued, she ran arms outstretched into anonymity. Comfortable in spoken or unspoken words, she embraced a safe haven away from the habit-forming, powdered promise of celebrity. She snorted the forgotten scent of those who remembered her when and danced on the high of real life.