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Dec 2019
I'm truly not trying to boast
Of my enormous greed
I have all that a human being
Could ever possibly need
No cancer, no dooms day disease
I've a heart of gold
So why do I grieve?

Everywhere I look I see sad eyes
Cutting strait through to my core
So many never make it this far
Did you lose, were you torn?

Her sad eyes were in my care
And then she died...
Now everyone's sadness
Eat's me alive
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Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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