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he smiled to himself as he inhaled
the invisible essence, remembering
all those times where the same taste
lingered in his mouth after he kissed
her.

he blew out another puff of
smoke, now faintly visible,
unlike his future with
her.

after finishing the paper
rolled stick, he dropped
it onto the hard cement.

he headed home. his smile
no longer there since she
was gone.

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