Smoke
render me down to a single element smoke. languid and fluid. visible but for a moment. solid enough to look real before dissolving. at the root of me, an ember. some days nearly extinguished. haze. how long must I suffer existence? to rise from coal and feel elation quick to thin. dissipation. smoke can bring blessings or burdens. cleansing or culling. as fragile as an exhale.
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