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"Memories Laid..."
Will I be reborn like plants,
Or sent asunder into the wind?
My ashes making their way-
Into the crevices where ants dwell...
My departure will not be as sweet!
As the burning of Indian sage...
And I will be forgotten as fast as it burns;
In my short time in freedom,
I have traveled many roads...
Casting life's seeds into parched ground!
Who will know of my passing?
What memories will I have laid?
For those that could say...
A good man passed this way; once!
James Collins
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