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Feb 2020
silence is possible
only for the speaker

I'll never ever find Her
but always do I seek her

my brother Sam is Dead
I remember young Tim Meeker

bad times now and out ahead
the future has grown bleaker

but still shine shooting stars
and I wish though I've grown weaker


                                              Endurances!
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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