Smoke words every day.

The great expanse ⁣⁣stuck in a lacklustre loop⁣⁣Somebody’s vision begins to blur⁣⁣for they are forgetting their youth⁣⁣The amiable ones shed advice⁣⁣when they can’t face their own voiceThe city folks find it easier to lie ⁣⁣under their own doing of a starless sky⁣⁣The apparent distant path to truth ⁣⁣needs only a look inside⁣⁣⁣⁣Pulsing life struck down…