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Sep 2019
Let these words reflect
The heart of souls
The heat of passion
Every breath stroke
Let them rise
And softly rain down
May they nourish
Their fallow grounds
Heed no warnings
Embrace the stars
Allow no judgement
Condemn no lair
  
Keep up if you can
We were meant to win
......................
Traveler Tim


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Traveler  61/M/Traverse City Mi.
(61/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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