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Jun 2021
to stay
The greyness can be hard to handle
Dismality by day

But then the twilight comes
The stars come out to play

But maybe not tonight
Can't seem to find my Way

Phone call to my son
My my, Hey hey
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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