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Apr 2020
What is this dark thing in me?
Where does it come from?

Now again I cannot see
Yo ** ** and a bottle of ***

I'm alone, I'm alone
but I treasure my few friends

Courage please and humility
What does the past portend?

  He who endureth unto the
                         End...
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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