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Sep 2019
"Blessed"
Can't help but
Trip on that word.
"Cursed"
Of course
Is quite absurd!
What we are
What we wish
Of all we'll ever be
Rearranges to fit
Rapping around our need's
We love the world
In a state of greed
"So"
Please be happy
Never die
For it'is there that
My love is tied
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TT
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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