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Jun 2017
It was a beautiful day
When I lifted the shades
It seemed as if things
Were going my way

Then I noticed the shadow
Coming up from the rear
It fell on a black day
My greatest fear

I'll shake it off
Sleep'in real late
That's how it goes
In a world full of hate
...
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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