written on a pack.
filed under Ari | on May 31st, 2007
Tags: glow, night, one liner, peace, silence, simple | toggle similar tag-mates
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Today I saw you exhale a cigarette, and I wondered how many people around the world were exhaling with you at the same time, smoke stories simultaneously reaching for the sky.
Stir the coffee