the day of crowd
in silence orner
you were sitting alone in bar
cigar on your finger
smoke blowingup n become clear
chitchiat to have fun
those serious conversation
like kid n dad bound
seem to be pleasant
quiet smile after gone
the never vanished moment
voice that told me nicely
"you're too kind,
to be monster who eat pines"
here i sit under the same roof
just like a year ago
without same smell
from cigar u breathe
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dedicated to my "second dad", even he makes me dissappointed, i miss him,,
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