lit a cigarrete
smoking
thinking about life
thinking how beaultiful
things could be
thinking how terrible they are
looking at the smoke being sucked
out the window
just like my mind is sucked
by society
how can the external influences be so powerful?
how can i be so easily changed?
maybe i'm not changing
maybe the pattern changed
maybe
am i different?
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