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Jan 2019
I never met my (real) father
I wonder who he was
I never got to see
his face
Or ever shared
his love

Perhaps he was a Traveler
From a Royal Traveling line
Or just some old time poet
Forever lost in rhymes

The unspoken truths
Safely hid in lies
Strangely for some reason
I'm prone to speak in rhymes
.............................................

Computer stuck!!
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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