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Aug 2013
Take one cup of envy well ripened
Grind to a fine powder of discontent
Add one ounce fear blinded with unwarranted revenge
Shake well in your heated fist of anger
Until your heart hardens to stone
Stuff that cotton of madness
In those ears that refuse to listen
As I beg you to fogive me
Hear not my words of empathy
As you cast those stones
That silences my fading voice
As I gasp for my last breath...

Then may your god bless you!
Traveler Tim
re to 04-17
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
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