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May 2020
When I was a young child
I would sometimes stop from play

Lay down very still
And sense a mystery

Something very vast
And I was very near it

The feeling wouldn't last
I did not hear or fear it

What it was I do not know
I'm a Fool; I won't King Lear it

              Hey ** the wind and the rain.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  56/M/Elsewhere
(56/M/Elsewhere)   
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   Faizel Farzee
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