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Nov 2014
The spiral down
Holds you tight
No matter how
Hard you fight
Seems like such
A waste of time
When you find life
Is the killing kind

No time to laugh
No time to cry
No time to believe
A single lie
First you’re born
Then you die
No time to say
Your last goodbye

Oh, but I hold on tight
β€˜til this breath is gone
Nothing lasts forever
It only lingers on...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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