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Sep 2014
I have become smoke
I'm here but you'll look through me
I'll fade the same
I'll linger but then I won't leave a trace.

I have become ash
The winds takes me where it will
I'll drift the same
My colors have faded to Gray

I was once fire
Bright was my flame
Forgot who I was
You'll just become disappointed with the remains.
Brandon Reid Swaim
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Brandon Reid Swaim  Kernersville, NC
(Kernersville, NC)   
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