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Anna Carillon

Anna Carillon

Anna comes home with a pack of cigarettes every day.

Anna was dancing to the rhythm as

The smell of cigarettes came off her breath.

Anna thinks or knows cigarettes are

Bad for her though.

As Anna breaks out an argument

as she ask for an apple and.

Anna is like a dark shadow as the darkness

Slowly turns into light.

She turns a bad day into a good day like the sweet smell of roses in spring.

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