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Jun 2019
they say that death comes as release
and probably they are right

the terror in this world of woe
gives way to Eternal Night

I’m losing, losing, losing
But something in me driven to fight

maybe maleness, or Irish, or I don’t know
but I hate these racist American whites.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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