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Apr 2015
I'm traveling on, to brighter pasture.
I've gone to seek, the rest I'm owed.
I'm traveling on, to meet my brothers.
They journeyed first, they cleared the road.
I'm told that I, will find my peace here.
I'm told that I'm, no more to roam.
I'm traveling on, don't shed a tear now.
It's been too long, since I've been home.
This is another one I sang as I wrote, kinda like a funeral hymn.
Jacob Christopher
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Jacob Christopher  Buffalo, NY
(Buffalo, NY)   
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     ---, Hanna Kelley, NV, --- and Jacob Christopher
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