forest fire
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I’ve been addicted to smoking,
since before I was born
The ecstasy of inhalation
I can hardly catch my breath
Call it the curse of the addicted
Unable to stop no no matter how much I may want to
Hungrily it devours,
It prances through the forest
Untamed and free
Spreading it’s cruel fury.
Dancing, it reaches,
Caresses the sky.
It’s flickering blaze a graceful ballet,
