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Apr 2016
Judas repented with nothing to show
Another lost martyr or another lost soul
And so shines the stars long into the night
Just as my wrong cancels my right

All these beliefs were placed in our heads
Perhaps by someone we love
Still these things we dread
Promises of reward if we endure suffering
Promises of death if we go the way of Cain

Giving and wanting and losing again
This vicious cycle never seems to end
Yet all that I ask is not to grow old
Alone in my sins, out here in the cold
Traveler Tim
re to 03-18
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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