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May 2015
We met in back alleys
Trailer trash, slum lords
We laid in the gutter
We crawled on life's floor

I traveled the world
In slumber and sloth
I bled the world dry
And nearly fell off

Treading grey matter
Until the quickening set in
I survived the world
Now a new one begins...
Traveler Tim
02-17
Traveler
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Traveler  58/M/Traverse City Mi.
(58/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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