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Mar 2021
They are going to say: mental illness.
They are not completely wrong

But my illness and my stillness
Lead to sacred songs

I worked all ordinary
Decades before ding ****

I want to rest, both East and West
Am I late along?

Help me when I'm weak
For dailiness soft strong.
Qualyxian Quest
Written by
Qualyxian Quest  54/M/Elsewhere
(54/M/Elsewhere)   
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   Siobhan
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