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Wafting Fragrance


The sweet smell of wild roses

drifts on the wind to mingle
in the fields of purple heather
then race away to the salty sea.
Heralded by soft bells and pipes
as it leaps atop the rolling waves.
The scented breeze is flying far,
to the perfume of spiced jasmine,
towards heady pungent incense.
Where it will dance and whirl
among wind chimes and drums,
before soaring free once more
across the wide, deep ocean.

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