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Jun 2016
Since....I was the wind
              You could never hold me
               I could be felt
                          For a little while
How.....I became fire
               You were feeling warmth
                A broiling inferno
                           Leaving only ash
Now....I am water
             You were trying swim
              Dying to drown
                            A flood of loss
Soon...I'll be earth
              Sand and stone of fate
               The earth we live on
                             As our tomb
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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