Light. Cigarette. Smoke.

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Light. Cigarette. Smoke.

Lighter in hand.

Cigarette in my lips.

Spark and flame then it's lit.

A brand new pack and I'm almost out.

A stream of smoke escapes my mouth.

Inhale. Exhale.

Another cigarette down.

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