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Feb 2015
I'll think of you ,from time to time
Not much else to do, can't make you mine
Just destined to orbit , never to collide
Not one of your secrets , just someone to confide
Your like a infection in my side , you roam all the empty spaces in my mind

Your my favorite book, with all the pages worn
Your my favorite pair of chinos, where only I know their torn.
The calming grace of a of overcast sky, but the of passion of a thunder storm .
All this winter , I've dreamt of keeping you warm.But you have a habit of being where I'm not. Being where I should be and where you are  is where I'm caught .
Brandon Reid Swaim
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Brandon Reid Swaim  Kernersville, NC
(Kernersville, NC)   
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