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Mar 2019
Two rough looking fellows
On their way down
**** and ******
In their vehicle was found...
A feeling of sadness
Because that was once me
Oh how twisted
City life can be...
And then a young mother
I've been her before
A broken ******
With love at the core...
A slave to madness
Chasing a rush
Strange how fast a life
Down the toilet can flush!
Traveler Tim

I drink a little..
Blessed to have left the rest behind!
Traveler
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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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         Temporal Fugue, Aqua Rose, ---, Perry, Gabriel burnS and 1 other
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