The smoke of the cigarette, In the loneliness of the thought - Return to the past...
So true. I always think of the past when I'm in the garden having a cig. Great write.
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9/23/2024 3:45:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
So true. I always think of the past when I'm in the garden having a cig. Great write.