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May 2021
Highly, highly sensitive
The beauty and the fear

My loved ones are far
Loneliness is near

What will be my legacy
Before i disappear?

Broken hearts, Blown aparts
Hold your holies dear

           Steer clear.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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