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Dec 2017
In our arrogance
We must admit
The disqualifications
Of our wits
The foundation
Of our operative minds
Subjectively trapped
In space and time

A claim to know
A mere belief
Ripened, fallen
Dying leaf
Landing on
The forest floor
There my love
I know no more
.....................
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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