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Jun 2021
In the end we disappear
Like we were never even born

Why then all this worry
Hopeless and forlorn?

My sons today at play
Me distant far

UFOs they say
From a distant star

             Are?
Qualyxian Quest
Written by
Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
(55/M/Elsewhere)   
75
     Theodora Oniceanu and Leone Lamp
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