Trace

Fade into the background
Dissolve in air
Merge with the scenery
I scatter in space
Like I’m not even there

I start with a smile
Or a catchy phrase
Then become what I am
I become a phase
A color that pales
A breath you soon exhale
You don’t see me no more
But I assure you
I am there

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