Smoke Smoke as thick as London fog Suppresses the lightness, Turns the sun into a fiery ball, That glows menacingly above. Depression settles in When day and night Prevent clarity And shadows stay hidden. Lingering, the smoke Creeps into every crevice, Snakes around trees And swallows them whole. The mask, infused with Eucalyptus oil, Makes … Continue reading Smoke
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