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sometimes i wish i were a smoker
so i’d have something to calm the nerves
or even just a light
to throw shadows on my face
bring the hollows into focus
make a playground of my lips and eyes
explore the shadowy corners
where firelight hardly ever plays
lay bare the haunting and the healing
take a deep breath
and for once be not afraid
of being fire and smoke and light
like a cigarette lit with shaking hands
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  1. AleksandraMay 6, 2020 at 8:14 AM

    This actually really connects with me! I don't smoke and I have the same feelings that sometimes it must be lovely to stop for a moment and ponder about the world, be outside, look at the tress, sunshine and birds...A lovely poem! - Aleksandra

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