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Nov 2019
I don't always mean
These words I say
Nor these things I recklessly do
In the pitch dark of night
I suddenly awake
And frantically reach for you
Somehow you're still here
Then I realize my greatest fear
To be alone in this broken world
A single man without a girl
So I must admit
I need your love
Even though
I abhorred the crutch
Nothing is as it's suppose to be
ThankΒ Β god
For cursing me!
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Traveler
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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