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Nov 2021
This to shall pass
leaving it’s impurities
a quag·mire of injustice
on a path of tyr·an·ny

At the counter
I paid my fine
a blessing the judge
didn’t give me any time!
Traveler 🧳 Tim

P.S
I am always blessed!!!
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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