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Mar 2014
Rising to the waking hour
Nothing left now to devour

Eyes blurred from belief deprivation
Needlessly I suffered in unification

Impairment of superstition overcome
Now I am free to be one...
Traveler Tim
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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