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Submitted to Contest #31
Soft tendrils of smoke billowed upward, shifting in and out of view as the light filtered around them. I gazed in a fervour, growing increasingly interested as the smoke washed over me. My eyes strained to find meaning in the ever shifting curls, a word or name, and failed. Growing disinterested in the graveyard for metal band names floating above me, my tunnel vision waned and I realized that Jeff was talking to me. Jeff wore a petulant demeanor, hunched like an anchor was tied around his neck, juxtaposing the otherwise bright and ...
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