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Feb 2016
It blows me away
The coming of
Each and every day

Weather cold or paradise
I believe the souls
Holds light

I focus less on said afters
While in my heart
Echoes laughter

The warmth in eyes
Precious in the night
I so treasure living
I worship life...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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