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Jun 2017
On the edge of consciousness
Were slumbering creeps
I climb out the tunnel
Up from a deep sleep

Layers of unrest
Madness and fears
On the outskirts of bad dreams
And all my nightmares

A flash in gray matter
The heart starts to race
Thoughts try to trap me
In fits of dream rage

When my eyes finally open
I shake it all off
Pushing back into forgetfulness
All the battles I've lost
....
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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