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He was younger and taller,
dressed nicer than me,
as I went to the store,
for cigarettes and some tea.

Then when I came out.
he was waiting, you bet,
and he said kinda loud,
“Hey man, you got a cigarette?”

I said, “No thanks, I’m all good.
Got a pack as you see.
But I’m grateful for sure,
thanks for thinking ’bout me.”

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