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WE ALL MISS U BRANDON! WITH ALL OUR HEARTS AND SOULS!! YOU TOOK A LITTLE PIECE OF EACH OF US WHEN YOU DIED JULY 20! NOTHING IS THE SAME FOR ANY OF US!------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Happy 28th- It is amazing to think that you would have been that old. Just makes me feel older. :) You sure are missed around here but I can still feel you with us. You were a very loved child and there is a huge hole in this family where you should be. Wishing you a great B-day even though you are not on this plane any longer. Happy 27th sweet boy. Know you can't be here in the flesh but know you are here in spirit. Time flies when you have kids but I thought it would slow down as you all got older but it hasn't. Know you are having a great day. HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY BABY BOY! WOW 26! DOES NOT SEEM LIKE THAT MUCH TIME HAS GONE BY SINCE I HAD MY FIRST BABY. I AM SO GLAD THAT WE HAD THE TIME WE DID WITH YOU BUT I STILL FEEL ROBBED THAT YOU WERE TAKEN AWAY FROM US WAY TOO SOON.IT WOULD BE NICE TO SEE ALL THE GREAT THINGS THAT YOU WOULD HAVE DONE AT ALL THESE BIRTHDAYS.I KNOW TODAY WAS ONE OF THE HAPPIEST DAYS OF MY LIFE 26 YEARS AGO AND AS I LOOK BACK ON ALL YEARS THAT WE HAD WITH YOU, I AM GLAD WE HAVE SO MANY GOOD MEMORIES I CAN KEEP WITH ME. I WISH YOU THE BEST ON YOUR BIRTHDAY AND KNOW THAT NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE THAT YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE IT THE BEST DAMN DAY YOU CAN. IF YOU HAVE A SPARE MINUTE COME SAY HI TO YOUR MOM, BECAUSE -WELL SHE MISSES YOU SO VERY, VERY MUCH AND NEEDS TO HEAR FROM YOU. HAPPY BIRTHAY BOOMAN!!!!! <3 HUGS TO YOU MY SON! Happy 25th Birthday Sweetheart! It is so hard to think that you would be 25 years old this year. So much love is felt today as I think about the beautiful child I gave birth to today. I try to think happy thoughts as today was a wonderful day for us all when you came into all of our lives. You were such a wonderful gift that I'm so glad that I got to be apart of no matter how long it was for. (wish it would have been A LOT longer but glad you came into all of our lives) <3 U always my little booman! Happy 24th b-day Brandon! I stop and think through out the year what you would be like if you would have lived. I think about the kind of person you would have been, the kind of father, husband and just the all around man my son should be right now. But instead we are left with an empty hole in our hearts where you should be. <3 ---- Happy 23rd B-day to my first born child, my son and my friend. Although you have been away for 5 years this time of year is hard for us all because this is YOUR special time! We all miss You so much and keep you in our hearts. We love you ! ------ Happy 22nd. You are always in our hearts and on our minds. no matter how much time and space is between us you will always remain in our heart. Brandon you were/are a big part of this family and that will never change. Your birthday is just one of those days that makes us all stop and think just how much we miss you more as a family rather than on any other day when we all morn you independently every day. -------- Happy 21st Son! Hard to believe another b-day in the spirit world. Oh how we all miss your love and support around here Brandon! You were a wonderful old soul! :) ----- Happy 20th Sweetheart. I can not believe you would be turning 20 this year. Thinking about you a lot. Wish you were here to celebrate ALL UR birthdays. Know you are safe where you are but we still miss U bunches. <3---------- Happy 19th Birthday Brandon;We all love and miss you! Though you may not be here with us in the physical I know you will be here with us in spirit to party all night long! The tree will be lit and we will all be here for you. Love you my son!------- Happy 18th! this is the hardest birthday EVER! You should be here with us right now. Just a few short months ago you past away. My heart and mind can not believe that you are not coming back. It is just not fair that we are not sharing this day with you. Miss you SO very much. Tears every day! <3 ---------------         

 

This website is for all. We love and miss Brandon very much no matter now long he has been gone. Please take a moment a light a candle or write something!

This website is for your enjoyment. It is all paid for, for a lifetime. Please feel free to come in and look when ever you want to.  Leave a candle burning for him, leave a tribute or condolence, or a photo if you wish :)(if you have one of you and him or just him at school or where ever plese put it on the site, I do not have many of him at school. )  or just tell us what you feel about him, as many times as you like, it does not matter.  You may feel something today and again in a day or even a month from now want to say something new,  please do so.  That is what this is for. We all love, like, or knew him.  The fact is we all MISS him.  It helps to SEE others do to and to read what others are feeling, this helps us all.  So please write often. If you have a bad day and want to tell him go right ahead he will not judge you nor will we.  You all know that of him........ Thank you all for coming to my sons web site.       

              

      The Cope Boys: Jeremie, Codie and Brandon         
Grief is the darkness of a broken life.
Grief crushes like a deadly avalanche.
Grief is a stormy sea that throws the heart
Into the depth of pain, the center of despair.

But we are given tender remedies:
Remembrance of a golden joy embraced,
Rich feeling left from moments in the sun.

If we but reach for these,
They wait beyond the dark to give us hope,
To let us live again, to let us celebrate
The children gone from earth, yet always here
Eternal light of memory and love. 

Keep coming and visting us! We love you BS!
Please do not forget our son, your friend!

                                             Weep not for me though I am gone 
                                             Into that gentle night. 
                                             Grieve if you will, but not for long, 
                                             Upon my soul's sweet flight. 
                                             I am at peace, my soul's at rest, 
                                            There is no need for tears: 
                                    For with your love I was so blessed
                                    For all those many years. 
                                    There is no pain, I suffer not:
                                    The fear now all is gone. 
                                    Put now these things out of your thoughts, 
                                    In your memory I live on.
                                    Remember not my fight for breath, 
                                    Remember not the strife.
                                    Please do not dwell upon my death,
                                    But celebrate my life.


Yeah all, please don’t feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it’s not many years
I don’t want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.
I haven’t really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my spirital home,
And I’m closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name
I’m standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there’s nothing I can do.
But I’ll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to “cross over,”
I’ll be there to take your hand.

Unknown

  

I LOVE AND MISS YOU DEARLY BRANDON!!!!!!! THE tears come so easily when I think of you. I am so glad that you helped so many it makes me so proud.  You did what an angel on earth is suppose to do I guess, save the lost souls. I was told that some are sent to this earth to do their jobs and then have to leave. I am thankful that you shared your "gifts" with all those who needed you.  I am just sorry you had such a rough time there for a while. But really glad that you found your way to a grand love and happy ending up until your death my son.  
(A mean little "angel" at times but a heart of gold to those few you shared your true inside heart with) Do not get me wrong he was rough around the outside we ALL know that about him.  But with that, if you really knew him, you knew that heart he had. But you had to stick around to get to know that part of him.He was a wonderful person that would give you the shirt off his back, the last dollar he had or the lunch he took to school if you needed it. That was the kind of man he was turning out to be. He hated haters and people that were mean.He was always the one that would try to make you smile if you were having a bad day. That was just who he was. He had that kind of smile you just liked to see coming at you. He was liked by so many different groups, the jocks, the orchestra/band kids, the "nerds", the goths, the pops,the goverment kids,The bangers, the skaters, ect... he was a all around kid. He just seemed to know every one and hung out with just a few select people.He was just himself and was okay with that.It fit him. 
                                                                   
                                                                                                                                                                                       Brandon & Frankie at Prom How CUTE! This was Brandon's Soulmate he loved her with all his heart and soul. He would do anything for her. They were so in love. He planned to marry her after high school was over but that never came to be. We wish for Frankie to be strong and understand that he still loves her and wants her to do the things she wants to do in life.She needs to hold onto her dreams. I know that Brandon is with her through her most trying times. A love like that never dies. They are forever tied together. He wants her to he happy and find LOVE again with someone who will make her smile and trust him.Those are big keys that he wants in a man for her.Trust and to make her smile. She needs to know she is always wanted and to feel that she is important in his life. We all wish that for her too.

 


Ms. Chelsea C.  from West high school wrote this below- I really like it- Thanks, what a true friend you are to our son. You must truly love him. :) she has written a few more that I really like.  I placed one on his senior page. Keep up the work and adding them to the site. good luck in all you do and may Brandon always be with you.

                                                                  You Decide 
                                            Do you remember him like I do? 
                                            Not in the sense or the way like
                                                            Most people do.
                                                               You know;
                             "the friend who was hit by a car this past summer" 
                                      No, I don't remember him that way.

                                                   I remember him as the kid;
                                                           The Friend;
                                    Who was always there to help those in need.
                                              The friend who was a saving grace 
                                                 For those who knew him well. 

                                                              So tell me; 
                                                 How do YOU remember him?
                                           "The boy who died this summer"?
                                                 Or do you remember him as 
                                   "The kid who only opened up to some people." 
                            How about remembering him as who he was;
                                   Brandon Scott Cope; the saving grace,
                                           Who put all he had to give into 
                                      Everything he did, no matter what?  
                                                              You decide. 

Brandon at West high school

NO ONE WOULD EVER CHOOSE I find myself the parent of A child, I sadly had to loose. I find myself a member of A club no one would ever choose. I never thought that I would join This very exclusive club. Of pain and grief and sorrow From life and loss and love. But I was forced to join this club, And the dues were extremely high. I became a life long member The day my sweet child died. I wish that I could be reimbursed For those expensive membership dues, And cancel my membership in this club That no one would ever choose. © 2002 - Christine Ross

THIS IS BRANDON'S VIOLA AND WHERE some of his ashes are NOW  He loved this Viola so we knew he would want to be close to it. So here he is. Love U Bs.                  

Brandon was a gift to us and we love him very much. A true teenager, a little rough  around the edges sometimes but we would never change who he was. He was Brandon and we loved him for that. If you knew him, you knew that. He was one in a million.  A loud & proud kid that anyone could  pick out of a crowd that you had to  just love or not. He did not care what others thought of him because he loved himself and others for who he and they were. It was your loss if you did not like him. :) we loved him dearly. He was never in trouble with the law just  a little at school until high school then things turned around, he found new outlets. He found poetry and music. He was still in the office once or twice but that was nothing. Life was good. :) In High school he was sent to the office for playing his viola in the hallway and sent home...... WOW! How BAD is that........?

So things Changed so much for him when he started high school at West high and got into gifted classes. He loved his Music and his sports. Things to keep his mind going. He was a very "out of the BOX THINKER" and it got him into trouble some times because I think some teachers were just not as well able to work with a gifted student as these gifted teacher were.  :( :) Or to say the RIGHT WAY -CREATIVE! He needed to be Challenged. He would come home just talking about things he was learning about and was just happy about it. It was nice to hear. :) Worth the money to drive him. I miss driving him so much, the talks each day, our time...... just hearing about his day or just listening to the radio with him. OUR TIME.   

Dad misses him more than Brandon would have ever thought his father could have  and feels so robbed at his loss of his frist born son and newly found friend. Life will never be the same for our family. We all feel the pull around here. This is a major hit to our family. We miss our very large Brandon. Our baby, our friend and our son. Our gift.

It was way too soon for Brandon to leave us. The heart break in our lives without Brandon will linger on and on  but the memories of him  will remain forever. Brandon will remain in our hearts and on our minds for the rest of our lives. For those who think that we MAY BE "over" the loss of him we will NEVER  be over the loss of our child. It takes YEARS to face the loss and deal with the heart break and hole left where our child should be. Then it takes years after that to work through the effects of lossing our SON(CHILD) and friend.  We are left here to help our other children in lossing their brother and friend, and then we are helping those others who have lost a friend and soulmate. Please do not think we are over lossing our child because that just does not happen. Just help us in our loss and time of need. That is we need.Thanks.                                      

Brandon at xmas 2006 at Auntie Liz's house Last Xmas he was with us.
             


Go ahead and mention my child,
The one that died, you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn't show.

Don't worry about making me cry.
I'm already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.


We thought of Brandon with love today,
but that is nothing new.
We thought about him yesterday,
and days before that too.

We think of Brandon in silence,
we often speak his name;
All we have now are memories,
and Brandon's pictures in a frame.

His memory is our keepsake,
with which we will never part; 
The spirit world has him in their keep,
we have him in our hearts.

It broke our hearts to lose him.
But he didn't go alone,
For a part of us went with him...
the day they took him home.

I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending he didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that he has been missed.

You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoing
I know it will take a life time

 


A celebration of life was from 3 to 11 p.m. Aug. 4, 2007. at the Knik River Multi-Use Area at the Old Knik River Bridge. A potluck and release of ashes over the river was planned. It was great. Over 200 people showed up in the rain and drove miles to be with us. It was such a sight. So many people. So many of his friends from the past. We thank you all. IT was great to see. The release of his ashes was great. Everyone wanted their turn. We talked about him and that was great. So many things said. Everyone was great. The tears, the laughs, the hugs. Copes4hockey@ascalaska.net Thank you all for such a great send off for our son. 

 This was his obit-
Brandon was born Nov. 14, 1989, in Anchorage to Scott and Tammie Cope. Brandon Scott Cope 17 year  old died July 20, 2007,@ mile 155.5  on the Glenn Hwy where a car hit him while he was riding his 4-wheeler.

His Uncle Donnie wrote this about Brandon because his parents could not place words onto paper about their wonderful son. We knew what we wanted to say but Donnie has such a gift and a clearer head he wrote-


Brandon was an intelligent, strong-willed individual with a sense of self that was well beyond his years. He was blessed with an ear for music and a highly creative mind: He played the viola and wrote poetry, exploring the world in which he lived, describing it in great detail from his perspective. He had an enduring love for hockey, as a player and referee, and especially enjoyed the Mites he refereed for. He also enjoyed soccer and loved four-wheeling. His smile and sense of humor were infectious to those around him. He touched many lives, most by being the unique individual he was and others by simply listening.
Some will remember Brandon as a young man who would choose the "hard way" just because it was an option given. Others will remember the white knight who would charge to their defense when no one else would, while still others will remember Brandon as the philosopher expounding and examining ideas that only another "old soul" would understand or appreciate. Regardless if you remember Brandon as the gifted student excelling in West High, the class clown, brother, son, nephew, or friend, remember him and smile, for he now lives on in each of us. As in life, in death he gave hope for others by being a donor, so for some he will literally live on in them.

He leaves his parents, Tammie and Scott Cope; brothers, Jeremie and Codie Cope; grandmothers, Edna Gibson and Barbara Cope; uncles, Donnie Gibson, Jim Benedict, Mitch Hull and Kyle Coleman; aunt, Elizabeth Benedict; cousins, Jimmy and Melissa Benedict; soul mate, "Frankie" Fernandez; closest friends, Dale Lockman (like a brother), Chris Bass, Nick Powell, Colby Gerik, AJ Johnson, Zack Nelson, Chelsea Crabill;Great Uncles David Swearingen and his son Ty and Edward Swearingen his wife Toni their children Kris, Kristen, Karlen, Kendra, Great- Great Aunt Greatie (Swearingen): Great- Grandmother Judy Gibson and Great grandfather Howard Gibson, Great Uncles Roger, Dale, John Gibson and their families, and Great Aunts Sandy Price (Gibson), Caroline (Gibson) and their families . He leaves behind many, many friends that cared about him and miss him, and hopefully will do good by him.

He goes to met his grandfathers Charles R. Cope (98) and Donnie G Gibson (87) and 1st cousins once removed....Cousins David Otis Swearingen (97),and Kip and Kyle Swearingen (85).

Donations may be sent to his family to benefit West High Orchestra. We collect $2000.00 for the orchestra, they bought a Bass. Thanks to all those folks that helped us and the group of kids.

Condolences and gifts may be sent to Cope Family- 8140 Seaview St., Anchorage, Alaska 99502. Call 907-248-8053

             

                       My little "booman"

The moment that you died, my heart split in two.
One side filled with memories. The other died with you.
I often lay awake at night, when the world is fast asleep.
And take a walk down memory lane, with tears upon my cheeks,
Remembering you is easy, I do it every day.
But missing you is heartache, that never goes away.
I hold you tightly within my heart, and there you will remain.
Life has gone on without you, But never will be the same.

Author Unknown



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Tributes and Condolences
a couple poems   / Chels Crabill (Friend)
Poem for Brandon

And these days pass so slowly
Like time has suddenly taken a stroll
Through a foggy endless dream.

The halls are empty without
The sound of your voice or the
Sudden ring of your laughte...  Continue >>
random thoughts   / Codie Cope (Brother)
I wonder what you would think of me if you were still alive I wonder how much my life would be different if you never died I wonder what your life would have been I wonder if you would have gotten all you ever wanted I wonder how much other peopl...  Continue >>
Just because   / Tammie Cope (mother)
So another Birthday has come to pass and I made it through it. I missed having you here to spend the day with and share in the birthday fun and cheer. Just seeing your goofy smile and hearing your laugh that could make everyone come to life make it a...  Continue >>
Christmas time 2012   / Tammie Cope (Mother)
Gifts bought, money spent but it just just not feel like Christmas this year. I walk into a store and just do not see Christmas. I can not FEEL it all around me as I should. I feel empty like a did when you first died. I feel nothing. I do not even h...  Continue >>
This is something Brandon wrote I found online! :)   / Tammie Cope (MOTHER)
Legend of Bad By Brandon Cope Genre: Fiction Category: Student Examples The mask of the Gods is the world's most powerful mask. The Gods must now choose one person to have the mask for all eternity. The powers are deadly if used wrong. I...  Continue >>
those times when a mom just won't do!  / Tammie Cope (mom)    Read >>
Teenagers / Tammie Cope (mother)    Read >>
changes / Tammie Cope (mother)    Read >>
my heart is screaming  / Tammie Cope (mother)    Read >>
I'm thankful for the time we had  / Tammie Cope (mother)    Read >>
it has been 3 years where has the time gone?  / Tammie Cope (mother)    Read >>
Like the Rain  / Babie Girl (Soulmate)    Read >>
who decides  / Tammie Cope (mom)    Read >>
YOu & Me  / Babie Girl (Soulmate)    Read >>
A Quote  / Codie Cope (Little Brother )    Read >>
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His legacy
Memorial Road sign  
Brandon Scott Cope will get a memorial road sign placed up in the place were Mrs. Daisy and Brandon crashed and Brandon was hit and killed.IT will be at Mile 155.5 of the glen hwy near Glenallen. Near the gravel pit were he was coming out of close to where he dead. The sign will just have his name and PLEASE DRIVE SAFELY on it. We will be placing flowers and a some other some things there when it goes up this spring. It has taken some time to get this sign but it has been well worth it to see it go up. Our love for Brandon is ever lasting and now he will have a sign to be remembered by. Maybe others will take a second and think about him or other bikers and slow down or watch the roads for them out there. It only takes a second! Miss miss him every day!
Brandon's poems so far  
Final Words

Burning, twisting, fire ablaze spreading faster and faster feeding its greedy spread claiming all that fall in its way. Like the fire inside her soul burning all you are and leaving wasted ash but don’t be weary out of destruction sprouts something new. A new chance for you to be anyone you want to be, so let flourish and watch all the work the fire did be reversed as the forest grows.

You say it’s over life burned in your eyes don’t give up hope no not just yet she’s not worth your life. Look at the stars on a pitch black night and you’ll see there’s always a brighter place for you to go. Love is out there so what if she was wrong keep your head up. Listen to these final words, love isn’t hard love isn’t wrong when your lover is right.

Growing, thriving, forest grows slowly replacing all the holes till there are none left, still a scare is left to remind what has been. You’re on your gaining strength everyday, show her she can’t claim all she wants and you will stand strong. You have the marks permanent now etched in your skin; don’t give into her lying tears she’ll just try to claim you again leave waste in the path. Let the rains pour down killing the fire and feeding the forest.

You say it’s over life burned in your eyes don’t give up hope no not just yet she’s not worth your life. Look at the stars on a pitch black night and you’ll see there’s always a brighter place for you to go. Love is out there so what if she was wrong keep your head up. Listen to these final words, love isn’t hard love isn’t wrong when your lover is right.

Now the rain falls aiding the growth of this peaceful place and in return the trees keep life going strong. Look at you know better than before with another love on your arm helping you grow as you help her. Look down on the fires and the you can say

It isn’t over life growing in my eyes I won’t give up hope no not just yet you’re not worth my time. Love is out there. So what you were wrong for me, I’ll hang my head high and these are my final words so listen up love wasn’t hard, love wasn’t wrong, cause my lover is right.

-BSC 1/12/07


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Life to me feels
Like its slipping like
Sand trapped in a clock
As each grain falls
Another moment lies
Forgotten to all
Including me
Lost in my
Own dreams
Fading
Slowly
Lo
S
T
I
N
What
Is real
And what
Is a lie yet
The sand keeps
Falling keeps on
Slipping past another
Moment passing until
The day we say Goodbye
-BSC
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First in Anchorage to Graduate  

Brandon Scott Cope will be the first senior in Anchorage, Alaska to graudate after his death.  

After Brandon died all I wanted was to see  him get what he worked so very hard for.  He will not go to college, get married, or have kids or have a wonderful life that I wished he would have, BUT there was one thing I thought I could change and that was to get him to graduate with his senior class. Really what harm is there in that right? He was a senior and he was just a few credits short. So I went to the school where  I met with Mr. Stone and he did not see where there would be a problem in this, but he knew that he had to bring it up to the "higher powers" as did I.  So we both did our thing.  He asked, I wrote my letter " a mothers wish" to EVERY school board member and sent it out. It did not meet with open arms with Carol Comeau and Mike Henry as they are very by the book people and told Mr. Stone "NO, Brandon does not have enough credits,  he can not graduate".  Mr. Stone emailed me and said what was going on but I kept on. Carol then emailed me she would meet with me in person. I figured Great now she will tell me in person. So I made it for after the holidays so I could get my "plan" into action. 

Little did I know sometime before xmas Scott had contacted Palins office and they contacted the office of Education (above Comeau) and they called Scott to ask about what was happening with MY WISH. He told them a little about it and said we had a meeting Friday the 12th. She wished him luck and said to please call her to let her know the "outcome".

We went to the meeting loaded with all Brandon's honors stuff, transcripts, report cards, letters, things I found o the internet where seniors from other states have graduated and was just ready to fight. They asked WHY? Scott and myself explained that he was a gifted student that worked hard and was on track to graduate- had his life not been taken away from him that day.  He worked hard and his  senior class- from the jocks to the nerds all know him.  He was not someone to just forget, that we raised $2000.00 for the orchestra. This was something that I really felt strongly about, him graduating with his 08 class at West. 

The four of them just looked at us and Carol smiled and said that they are going to let him graduate with honors but it will be an honoray degree because he does not have all his credits but because he was on track they did feel he would have graduated. They are not sure quite yet how it will all play out as he is the FIRST in Anchorage to be getting the honor. But they will let his name be called out and his name be in the pamphlet at graduation. Not sure if one of us gets to pick up his degree for him with his class or how it will work but I will get to "see" Brandon cross that line as I always hoped and knew  he would. I just wish he was ALIVE to do it.

May 14, 2008 2.pm @ Sullivan Arena We would love for all to be there to support the family and our love for our son.

The Rabbit Hole  
In the play Rabbit Hole by David Lindsay-Abaire, a mother describes the loss of her child after eleven years as this- 

  "The weight of it, I guess. At some point it becomes bearable. It turns into something you can crawl out from under. And carry around--like a brick in your pocket. And you forget it every once in a while, but then you reach in for whatever reason and there it is: "Oh right. That." 
Which can be awful.  But not all the time. Sometimes it's kinda . . .Not that you like it exactly, but it's what you have instead of your child, so you don't wanna  let go of it either. So you carry it around. And it doesn't go away, which  is fine."
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