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Light the match,watch it burn Hear the wood crackle as the wood burns awayHold the cigarette to your lips and light the end Slowly inhale exhale the stress Then watch the smoke disappear with your problems into the air

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daniella-star

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Jan 20, 2015

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Notes: I understand why people smoke even though I don't smoke.
Tags: #dreams #stress #cigarette #idontsmoke

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