Cinder.

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Coils of unknown elements

Whispers echo in the south,

Of a vessel, formed of cinder

Every motion, guaranteed friction

Ethereal flux, with every flick

Of the wrist, cosmic defying combustion;

Far-fetched, maybe

And if it isn’t?

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: TJUArt

 

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