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Dec 2022
He called religion
An auratic saturated fragment
Puzzling that one.
But I do like to listen.

Grew up near Air Force bases
Near but not on
Sor Juana's mystic flight
And yes, I'd like a mission

Science fiction: where the Sacred goes to hide
Other worlds
Secret identities
The wisdom of the Other

Wounded healer
Protector who needs protection
Bipolar roller
Troubled brother

          Still miss my mother
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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