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Nov 2015
Why shout out to the mountain
It's time to fall on me
The sky keeps turning darker
So why pretend to see …

Love so often cast
Like pearls to the swine
The dog returns to his *****
He calls it  holy wine …

There’s a new day on the horizon
As our lungs gasp for air
Existence remains unsolvable
Yet on ourselves we swear

Eternity holds no definites
The equation six feet deeper
Wake up and do some living
Or be an eternal sleeper
Traveler Tim
An older poem of mine
I wrote it in 2004
Re To 06-17.
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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