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Dec 2016
Looking glass of god
Are you shattered upon the earth
Broken are the prophets
Who were raised up from their birth...

Used to bring a message
Then shed like old dead skin
Open up I'm coming out
From this hell you left me in...

Let silence be our guide
And peace will set us free
Or be lost within the illusions
Of some ancient mystery...
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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