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Aug 2014
I once saw things much different
Under a dimmer, duller sky
Yet I can only view the past
Through these present hazel eyes

Once in a while I’ll meet a young person
And I’ll catch a glimpse of then
That is, the days before I understood
That which I can never comprehend
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Traveler  58/M/Traverse City Mi.
(58/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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