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A Message to the Dead
Let me follow the smoke, look for its shadow, though not that which comes from cigarettes, burning into sickly sweet scents that will hurt, later. That is not the right one. I wish to follow the scent of burning incense, of red candles lit for the dead, of paper money and whatnot all turned to white ash, and follow the messenger, to follow the push and pull if the…