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I seen God
and then that’s all I could see!
Such fun he’s having indeed
Pretending that he’s suffering
Pretending that he’s poor
Pretending that he needs a state of peace and war
And so we rest upon our thrown
and dream until we turn to stone
……
Traveler 🧳 Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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