Part Thirty-Five

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You told me you were leaving because I smoke cigarettes. I stopped smoking in fear of losing you forever. I went by your place to tell I broke my bad habit. I saw you pressing your lips against someone new. My walk home was lonely and the only thing pressed to my lips was a cigarette. I guess it's time to quit my bad habit. You.
~Unknown

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