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Sep 2022
Burning embers sitting amongst the wood
From time to time a gold blue flame emerges
The wood crackles against the heat
The glow is calming to the spirit
The smell enticing like a natural perfume
It’s hypnotic to watch
As the wood continues to burn
ThΓ© embers glow a red orange color
With a slight stream of smoke
That reaches up towards the sky
Barbara R Maxwell
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