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Dec 2018
unusually religious
but unable to conceive of life after death

sacred music, sacred silence
my heart races beyond my breath

a ******* up sinner, a sensitive saint
a literature lover like my aunt Beth

often truly troubled
bipolar roller who episodes must endureth

enchanted by female beauty
but in reality just two relationships
                                           (much distress)

Haunted through my adult life
My God, my girl, my ghosts I guess.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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