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Feb 2017
When I was lost
It often rained
The Sound of Silence
Magnified my pain

Got turned around
Couldn't find the path
It started getting dark
So I lit the map

The heart beats stronger
When panic sets in
I found the cave of destitute
But I couldn't find Zen
...
Traveler Tim
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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