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Dec 2020
Born too late. After the Fall.
After the wars and the horrors.

Basketball was such young fun
A point guard more than a scorer.

No real ambitions. No career goals.
No more secrets to send her.

Just aging and drifting. All won't be well.
The astronauts are the ascenders.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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