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As the Smoke Rises

Filigree and swirl, whispering  on the air. Influenced  by the music. The patterns  change  with notes and tones. Shape shifting  through  vibration only. It’s only purpose, to flow. I watch, in a trance as the smoke rises.

Denise Gushue

07 OCT 2020

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