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This is my strength
It don't belong to anyone else
No one carried me through Hell
They simply placed me on a shelve

These are my veins
Sending life force to my fist
Those are my claw marks
Ripped from Heaven's List

This is my heart
My love weighs a ton
And it's stronger on it's own
When it's all said and done
...
Traveler Tim
And what about the liars
Who whisper in our ears
Shadows in the corridors
Envy in their stare's
Evil eyes awatching
Wishing wicked things
I can feel them
Crawling across
The dirt of all our
Graves




An exercise in creativity....
Traveler 🧳 Tim
Coded decoded

in
extracts of the abstract

a
revolution erupts

the
government eroded

bird eats toad
Newspapers load
.
Very exciting forms
5/7/5
5/7/5
5/7/5/7/7
so green and so blue
the same impossible colors
rice fields and the sky
Rivers and Oceans
Are filled with wonderful beings
we are left awestruck
Lawless trawlers and haulers
wallets plastic and dollars.
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