THE DIFFERENCE OF MONSTARSShe sat against the wall with her fingers curled around a cigarette that filled the air with despair. It was the unknownth one in a long hour of nicotine abuse. She didn't smoke any of the them, not fully. They rest between her fingers crying out as they transformed to ash and returned to life as clouds of gray over her
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I've gotta idea. I want to get a few more takes from a few more different sources, before I finish this, but I hope you like it when I'm done. And thank you for your input.
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