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Feb 2019
Mighty are the winds
In their invisibility...
Wickedly blowing
All around me...
I am but an island
In a mighty storm
Of needs...

Living
Resentful lies
Somehow we survive...
Invisibility keeps me alive
....

This next stanza
Would be to painful to write
So I'll use my invisible words
And hope everything
Turns out all right!
Traveler Tim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXp-6y2bl90
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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