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Dec 2021
I've moved too much, moved too much
Moved too much, I know

Kamakura Buddha
Freshly falling snow

My son is gentle joy
We wander to and fro

A little Christmas gift
New for you yo yo

      little. flow. slow.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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