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Jun 2016
And here I find peace
With the crazy in me
The shadows in my solitude
And those faces in my trees
Oh no!
No longer do such illusions of deception deceive
Upon the echoes of consciousness
Β Β The crazy gradually flees...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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