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Black Smoke Dreams

The soft sweet smoke
Curls, slowly gently
Into my mind
My soul

Smoothing the rough edges
Drawing soft dreams
Over my tired body
Chasing my fear away

Days of sun and laughter
Memories of my sisters
Drift through my thoughts
My body feels heavy

And I fall into the black
That closes up and around me
Cocooning me
Pulling me under and away

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