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Jul 2014
You,
Were a wisp of cigarette smoke,
Waiting to be taken by the wind.
A flame dancing madly
And then
   Drowning,
In the wax.
Paul Donnell
Written by
Paul Donnell  Augusta Ga
(Augusta Ga)   
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