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Very First Next Malboro

So this is what it feels like.
Burn.
Who could say that smoke could burn so deliciously!
As soon as it hits my lungs
the rush met my head
and I felt weightless,
floating in the air like a helium balloon.

Everything around me took off spinning
and there was only smoke,
coming from my throat so calmly
that it seemed like an endless fire.

I handed the menthol cigarette back to him
as I was enjoying my little trip,
until I started to feel the weight of the world
pull me down from my cloud.

All the spinning stopped and in my head,
I could imagine myself feel like Alice
falling down the tree, just in the opposite way.

At first I was floating
and now I�m falling
full force to the bottom of the well.

I don�t want to meet with gravity
so I take another hit
and I go floating again.