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mysterious patterns.

mysterious patterns
of smoke are rising around me
the soft scent of candles
vanilla and chamomile dwindling
it’s real early morning
moonbeams tumbling in through the windows
and the gaps between curtains
twisting secret magic in the springtime breeze.

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