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One Last Drag

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Habits die hard.
Alcohol, tobacco, drugs.
Like an old man,
Taking a last drag,
From his precious,
Hand rolled bugler.
So too, does childhood,
Have it's share of addictions.
Mateo, my grandson,
For instance,
Is an addict.
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Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Elisabeth Wingle 24 February 2016
I loved this, great ending!
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Dave Walker 19 May 2014
A great poem, really like this.
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