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Feb 2018
Oh there’s no doubt!
We are drawn to familiar roles
I believe you may recognize
The contours of my soul
I won’t back down
From the gates of Hell
I can’t be broken
By a prison cell
No other heart
Could ever Rhyme
The words that touch
You deep in mind
Somehow you already know
We were always here before
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Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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