Unity At Last

When in China, 

While we’re altogether mixed, 

In the rugged mist, 

That spills out of the sky, 

Like grease layered on a clear complexion, 

We are all one, 

Betwixt by way of pollution, 

No Outsiders here, 

No. 

Here, we are all smokers. 

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