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Dec 2021
With watchful eye
He is beyond fear
no need for worries
he focuses on the paths
He knows how he severs
….
All those communes
Those heard,
packs and flocks
All exist in low contrast
knowing not that they also
are the true faces of god!
Will their illusions ever pass…?
Traveler 🧳 Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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