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Aug 2019
Haven’t you beat me down enough for one existence?
This time even my soul is tired!
I’ve been found a million times
But still I get lost in rhythms
Dreaming about a better place
Where angels no longer hide
Please let me become Divine...
T.T.
Found and lost in rhyme
Repeating line after line...  Someone call me a shrink!!! (-;
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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