SmokeA Poem by AuxiliosophiaeA flame is snuff, Tendrils of smoke fall in curls. Slowly fading as they spread, Until only a few remain, And even those disappear. © 2016 Auxiliosophiae |
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Added on February 13, 2016 Last Updated on February 13, 2016 Author
AuxiliosophiaeAboutI write a lot of foreign and historical fiction. I try to put in as much research as I can on the period and region, but if anything is incorrect tell me and I'll fix it. more..Writing
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