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Living Through The Smoke Chrissi Hall Breathing through holes In the darkroom walls I'm living through the smoke And learning etiquette for life's dead ends. Posted on the walls of the war room Rules by which to live To speak To breath To be The never ending smell Of mindless self-indulgence. Hold me while I'm here Love me while I'm gone Nothing left but whispers When the day is done.

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