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Jun 2020
I surely was gone for a moment there
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever make it back
So easily I lose myself out among shadows
Their spellbinding voices beckon my return
It is just a temporary lay over I assure you

The dream must go on
The stories be past down
  We are the garden keepers
Planting hope of a better tomorrow
So there for I'll always be back!
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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