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Jun 2018
I've lost the connection
Not a signal to be reached
My heart is a cell phone
Lost on a beach

Tide coming in
Sandy, wet and cold
My poem
Is but a voice mail
  My battery
Running low

Contacts gone forever
Not a cloud to hold on
This device of all I am
Sinking in a pond...
Traveler Tim

Writers block lately
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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