.Your breath pirouettes through the cold and the wet
Rising up like a ghost in the morning
And nothing is left but two small silhouettes
Lined with gold as the sun brings the dawn in
Breathing out cigarettes, they survey what's been wrecked
As the mist soaks the air that they ya.
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