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Mar 2020
I waited
and watched
no one came
I applied myself
just the same
There on the horizon
a spark a blur
I never believed
that I deserve
Iā€™m awaiting these words to make some kind of sense
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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