Stare into the smoke long enough and see the faces of angels waiting there.
Read MoreWinter blossoms hide in the smoke.
Read MoreThe smoke blossomed and died, the shortest life cycle we had seen.
Read MoreIt’s all just smoke and bones she said. I turned to respond but she had never been there.
Read MoreReflected and ephemeral.
Read MoreFading like smoke but I shine like a star.
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