Passing thoughts


And then I saw the place where he smoked. Where he used to charmingly puff the nicotine contaminated air out towards the sky. As if he challenged the universe and its existence just blow by blow. And Tears came boiling down as I no longer know where does he do this horrible deed of his anymore. And for some reason not being aware of his nouveau smoking spot shattered my soul in few seconds.

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