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Aug 2017
At the end of the day
It's the larger things
That linger
Even if hope slips away
I'll still be wrapped
   Around your finger...
You keep trying
In your own right
Yet you leaves me guessing
But I wouldn't be
Me now would I
Hadn't I'd learnt
   My lessons...
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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       ---, Cné, Born, Book Thief, Aqua Rose and 19 others
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