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Feb 2019
If I could be
Simply myself
For just a moment
Or two....
Nothing fancy
Just what you can't see
Expose my ignorance to you

All my secrets open and known
Like...
God how I love to always stay ******!
All my laundry, there on the floor
    ***** dishes, no room for more......

Oh and sometimes I lie!
For insistence...
Nothing I wrote above
Is allowed in my life
I am obsessed with being clean
***** dishes? Laundry
I have two different machines

But I do love to smoke buds
After all, truth is
Writing ******
Is my love!!!
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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