SmokeA Poem by Siddhartha ChatterjeeAbstract
I could use a real drink.
Or I could exist in the hopes of one. Either way, A wisp of smoke sums it up. © 2019 Siddhartha ChatterjeeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on May 1, 2019 Last Updated on May 1, 2019 AuthorSiddhartha ChatterjeeToronto, CanadaAboutThe appetite rests on a small portion of twilight. more.. |

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