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Jun 2018
An abundance of life
In a cycle of death
How much living
Could we have left?

An abundance of stars
Displayed in the sky
Endless pleasures
On a summer's night
Hear and see
Touch and feel
The reality of existence
Consume at will

An abundance of love
To plant in our graves
Pushing up daisies
I wish we could stay
Traveler Tim
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Traveler  58/M/Traverse City Mi.
(58/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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