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Sep 2015
Greed
The consumer of life
The hungry be ******
Gold brings gold
The Poet bleeds
With hourglass sand

Time's direction
Is no return
All the stages
Of live and learn
A blink of an eye
For what we deny
A sigh runs deep
For every white lie

Yet still we turn
In perpetual motion
Collective souls
In similar oceans ...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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