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Sep 2014
So many years pass before my eyes
Love lost, humiliations
All these wounds I must hide

A constant flow of tragedies
Have formed this fool within
And those I long to be near
Will never be again

Time is but a wave
Which wears the surface smooth
All the footprints get blown away
With those dreams of me and you...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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