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Cigarettes

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  • SUJATA TAWDE
Cigarettes

At night in the end, I look outside the window to chant my words to the stars. In other words, I make my best friend meet my other best friend, in my dark refuge. With a cigarette in my hand, a burning throat and all that is around, is smoke.

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