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RE: Becoming Frillless Smoke [Day 38]
I smiled a lot when I read this.
I think it was the dizziness of these words:
Sharp stones jutting out:
shards, uphill, in spring.
Sharp smoke cutting doubt;
symbols, reveling in freedom
on the trail of hieroglyphics
spinning, spinning,
while staying still.
It is the double letters for sure.
Haha. Glad it made you smile. Quite a tangle, there :-D