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Mar 2016
I've seen it
I've touched it
I've held it in mind
I lingered in that cave
And left the world behind

Until it occurs to me
ThatΒ Β living was the goal
To experience every bit
Of pain and pleasure
As I suffer growing old

And so I gather happiness
And store it in my soul
Right above my sadness
And a handful of woes...
Traveler Tim
To share it with the world...
re to 08=17
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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