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WpMetadataReadComplete Sun, Jun 9, 2019<5 mins
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The cigarette lighter clicks. Smoke drifts through the air as she exhales. Then quietly she whispers "I'm home." ... This was originally a short story but I changed it into a "poem" because I thought it fit better. :)
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