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Sep 2018
Slowly my imagination fades
That creative side of yesterday
I bid farewell with kiss goodnight
Sadly I've lost my poetic sight

Oh but I remember when
The words would come
And have no end
An expression of wounds
The darkness within
But even the poet
Must someday mend
Traveler Tim
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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