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Shalo
Poems
Feb 14
Tobacco, love and hate
I loved the absence of tobacco smoke
Until I realized it meant he was gone.
I loved the fresh breeze coming in through my window,
Until I realized it meant he was not behind the window smoking away.
It seems as if I loved the world when he was gone, but there was nothing more I wanted than being submerged in his love, tobacco smell and all.
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Shalo
17/F/DR
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