Sunshine in a Bottle

Here, I’ll tell you a secret,
There is no sunshine in a bottle, 
but 
the dim rooms of winter can often allow you 
to bend the rules a bit. 
Those dawns are hard to forget, too,
the sun streaking in, 
last nights cigarette still clinging to your throat and lungs,
starting the day with a cough that ends in a retch.
I wish I had a better tale for Christmas, 
but here it is. 
Look elsewhere.
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