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Softly whispering, Like smoke she drifts away Transformed By words you might have heard But never really listened to...
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Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 8:46 PM UTC
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Softly whispering, Like smoke she drifts away Transformed By words you might have heard But never really listened to...
I wrote this as a textual additive to an art piece I did after a particularly vivid dream I had. I was smoking a lot in the dream..
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Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 8:46 PM UTC
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