Cigarettes & Saints

Cigarettes & Saints

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You were heat lightning. You were a storm that never rolled in. You were the northern lights in a southern town, a caustic fleeting thing. I'll bury your memories in the garden; I'll watch them grow with the flowers in the spring. I'll keep you with me.
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