The first to be picked, yet the last to be smoked.
It is lucky because it is initially spared the fire.
In the end it is lucky because after seeing all the others burn, it doesn't want to be left behind.
Perhaps it is lucky because it is the final cigarette I will smoke. Until the next one.
Perhaps it will be the one to ultimately lead to my lucky breath.
In the end, it is lucky for the brand. Once it finishes, I have to buy another packet.
Thus the cycle returns to its starting point.
[I have decided to start posting even the random rambling writings I occasionally produce and keep to myself. I have plenty of those, you see?]
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