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deejmemixx

Sweet antidote to sorrow,toil, and strife, charm against discontent and wrinkled care. Who knows thy power can never know despair; who knows thee not, one solace lacks of life: when care oppress, or when the busy day haves pace to tranquil eve, a single puff van drive even want and lassitude away, and give a mourner happiness enough from thee when curling clouds of incense rise, they hide each evil that in prospect lies; but when in evanescence fades thy smoke, Ah! What, dear sedative, my cares shall smother? If thou evaporate, the charm is broke, till I, departing taper, light another.
~SAMUEL LOW circa 1801

danielzreyes

Powerfull ish right there.

deejmemixx

danielzreyes:

Powerfull ish right there.

right!! It's the opening to "the complete cigar lover's compendium" just checked it out at the library and was the first person to ever check it out LOL