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Cigar Smoke
Why do I like it this way?
Dirt floors
structured
in
Empire,
Leaving all my cares
There
Like the smoke of expensive cigars
&
laughter,
Society is a joke
without
Laughter;
Read that -
this
way
&
That,
Think that
this
day
&
Night:
Things may never be
set
Aright.
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