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Overthinking

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Language of Cigarettes

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Do you speak my language? The language of sense that implants halcyon sentiment into your skin Do you speak my language? The language of tied tongue but never says a sea is a mountain Do you speak my language? The language of shimmering eyes that always catch the beauty beyond the ugly Do you speak my language? My language sounds impudent but only the innocence will understand Do you speak my language? My language smells like a flower whitin the morning mist but still, it's cold One day I laughed in secret the ants told me I joined to cry of each falling dying leaf of casuarina tree Caterpillars answered every question I bothered to ask them Rain answered my praying with its splash Sometimes I speak the language of my cigarettes, They say they like it when I smoke but hate it when I blow Not knowing the tobacco I sipp is always poisoning through my throat, Lives beneath my lungs  I ask them why isthe smoke always white They say it stands for saintliness H...