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Nov 2020
Iā€™m happy to listen
May not wanna know
My shoulder is soft
My countenance glows

Lay down your burden
Rest your weary head
I will hold you in mind
Until it is dead!
Or at least until it sleeps!

Traveler Tim
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Traveler  58/M/Traverse City Mi.
(58/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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