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Smoke on the Water

The water was warm it must have been
The morning was cold it was early
The two collided and and there it was
 smoke on the water rising 
mysteriously 
Vapor thin outlines levitating 
With the dawn chorus applauding 
Ecstatically 
There is no smoke without fire
Here comes the sun little darling
It’s alright
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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