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Feb 2018
I know all to well
How goodbye’s feel
That look in your eyes
Your about to bail
I’ve felt that feeling
That flight through hell
Being left behind
In darkness to dwell

Yet I’ll be okay
When you go away
I’ll pick myself up
At the end of the day
Thinking of you
Drinking a beer
I’ll be wishing
You were still here
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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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