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Jul 2016
I am the wood burnt and cracking,  my strength lacking.
I am the smoke swirling with the wind ,  my memories swirling reminders I have sinned.
I am the embers cackling and flickering, mymy fears and doubts bickering.
I am the flames hot and passionate, my love and rage full swelling lacking passiveness.
I am the ashes all that remains a memory of the heat and intensity, the end of our shared chemistry.
Whatyoudon'tknow
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Whatyoudon'tknow  Utah
(Utah)   
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