Nicotine
Inhale and feel the burn.
Exhale and feel the cool.
Like day and night it is.
Smoke streams flowing.
Small but satisfying enlightenment.
Stress exhale.
Exhale all the negativity.
Late night thoughts with a cigar.
Soft or even loud music.
Thoughts swirling with smoke.
Exhale tour knowledge.
Engulfed in blissful smog.
Becoming draw to vapor.
This is bliss.
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