swirling,
white puffs ascending,
orange glow,
penetrating the darkness.
radiating in my throat,
burning lungs,
minty taste,
beautiful smoky smell.
in the early morning,
dew grazing the sweet grass,
unclearing fog,
still dark.
or in the night,
or in a tree,
or down the street,
beautiful destruction.
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