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Feb 2020
Today a little shelter from the storm
beaming, beaming, beaming

Inside the library nice and warm
scheming, scheming, scheming

I watch and wait; I watch and wonder
When to press the attack?

Silence is as silence does
Patience to fight back

I read and prepare for battle
(we eat a little bit too)

The question is - Before we die
What then must we do?
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  54/M/Elsewhere
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   Colm and Loser
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