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Aug 2018
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the smoke leaves your lips
curling away in the breeze
a vapor of something inside you
caught in the whorls
whatever it is, I like it.
Jayme M Yaroch
Written by
Jayme M Yaroch  Burlington, VT
(Burlington, VT)   
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