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Mar 2016
How many strikes off a lighter
I need this cigarette to burn
And I'll tune my guitar by ear
Simply to play your favorite song

And now I'm smoking
Now I'm jamming
Falling into grooves
Natural and pure

How many cigarettes
Until I get cancer
And the simple joy of smoke
Becomes a pain I can't enjoy

As I've enjoyed before
I sing a song unsung
And you would sing along
Without knowing the words

And whatever it is
I have been looking for
Has been found
And I quitΒ Β smoking

I have all I ever need
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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