I inhaled,
A long drag,
And blow it out,
All white foggy mist.
Can do without,
But chose not to,
With no apparent reason,
I became addicted.
Can stop,
Yet not close,
Tried but never,
It feels me up.
Contented,
Yet guilty,
I inhaled another,
And blow it all out.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
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