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Dec 2020
It was bad timing
I get it
I don’t take it personal
hell in the
middle of a breakdown
these poetic sprouts
expanding towards life
as you attempted to purge
the soulless *****
infested egg from your bowls
but still I arrived
my deformities superficial
my connectability out of line
but I overcome all that
Dear mother beyond you
I’m more than fine
Traveler Tim

I am still a firm believer that women have a right to do as they wish with their own body even though it almost took my life.
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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