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Addiction is a bitter taste,

Recognizing failures and faltering.

Fifteen years; down, down I go,

Smoking away the things.

I feel the sun again,

My head high; the world has color.

How much I had missed,

Laughter, happiness, relief.

I breathe again, see light, hold sunshine,

I have wings and I am taking flight.

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