With pots and planters, cactuses stand tall
Their spiky arms reaching towards the sun
A desert oasis in a world of green
Resilient, they thrive in arid lands
But in my cravings, a different thirst
For cigarettes, a longing that persists
The urge for smoke, intense and persistent
A craving that lingers, a shadow tall
Instead, I seek solace in cactuses’ thirst
Their prickly beauty under the blazing sun
A reminder of resilience in harsh lands
Their unique allure, a shade of green
Among the spines, fruit flies are seen
Drawn by the scent, their dance persistent
A buzzing presence in the dry lands
Yet the cactuses stand proud and tall
Embracing the heat of the desert sun
Quenching their own unique thirst
In their resilience, a lesson to quench my thirst
To find beauty amid the shades of green
To stand under the scorching sun
Resistant pull of cravings persistent
Like cactuses, proud and tall
Thriving in the harshest of lands
So, I’ll embrace the cactus’s stance
Their prickly charm under the desert sun
Resilient spirits in arid lands
Amidst craving persistent, finding purpose in their thirst
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