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smother
day has gone and turned into night. as i sit here basking in the glow of the street light. with a cigarette in one hand and my pen in the other. with my thoughts and my ink these page i will smother. not knowing or caring what the next line will bring. just sitting here listening to the dragonflies sing.
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