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Where Did My Last Cigarette Go?

Poem for Flint and Steel’s Writing Prompt

Photo by Anne Nygård on Unsplash

I stood there on the dock, hands twitching,

searching my pockets, simply thinking,

I’ve got my lighter, but where did my last cigarette go?

The moon rises, as the sun falls,

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