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Nov 2018
When I was but a foolish young lad
I trapped my demons down below
Creating spells of compromise
I let my holy spirits flow
I'm not here to free your mind
Of guide you through your maze
The only truth I have to share
Is I have simply lost my way
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Just because we change our ways
doesn't mean the darkness fades.
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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