Dear Cigarettes,

For the love of all that is good and natural, leave my senses alone. I must break free of you at once and for all, forever. Why do I continue to crave your poisonous puffs? Especially now, with my aunt just out of the hospital, on oxygen probably for the rest of her life - because of YOU! You're some kind of botanical demon, offering temporary satisfaction that only leads to pain and suffering in the end. I have to be strong, stronger than you. I will not let you defeat me. Victory will be mine. I truly believe that by trusting in Spirit, I will overcome this.

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