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Aug 2020
It's true, It's true
I fear being forgotten

Eternal Silence is eternal
No time can then be boughten

They say lay the Dead to rest
Or the living will be haunted

I remember her beautiful *******
And the first kiss all undaunted

O Time, Strength, Cash, Patience
Ishmael, see me through!

Protection for her family
Give her words of wonder too.

               The Chosen Few!
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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