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Smoking

I smoke when I rise I smoke when I drink I smoke after eating I smoke when I think I smoke in the car I smoke in the street I smoke in the bath I smoke 20 a week I smoke when I'm bored I smoke when I'm sad I smoke when I'm angry I smoke when I'm glad I smoke other peoples I smoke anything Smoke, smoke, smoke Has become my living.

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