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Sep 2019
don't quite believe in magic
but we had a sweet jet Black Lab

life in the end is tragic
Father Greeley and the cab

in autumn the dead return
he spoke fondly of Samhain

I've got a Halloween Head
wayfaring strangers in my brain!
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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