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A Cigarette, The Trail Of Smokes & Poetry

A cigarette held into he hands
And the mind lost into,
Taking a few puffs,
The cigarette glowing red,
The ashes shaken into the ash-tray
On the table,
Poems coming to.

The cigarette shortening
To a stump, a stub
To be thrown out
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