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Feb 2020
Suddenly there was a loss of interest,
why do we insist upon gratification.
I suspect we are limited
by our own realities.
We sleep while the dreaming’s good.
Until a force awakens us,
then we sleep walk
through our nightmares.
Until we realize
we were never asleep.
...........
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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