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Sep 2020
Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky
Seven for the Dwarf lords in their halls of stone

I seek a great quest befor I die
I would like companions but now I'm mostly alone

In London the man said, See you later
I had my Celtics shirt; he had a Yankees hat

I am quiet, not a boisterous debater
But I am curious about what he meant by that
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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