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Jun 2023
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Nothing out there to save us
We rise or fall on our own
American politics is pathetic
Hope in the Unknown?

Women are quite cruel
Sleep feels so good
Give up your guns
Protect your neighborhood

Bus ride through Dublin
Trains South in Taiwan
Lost in Translation
Here and then we're gone

She was so pretty at 17!
Gentle, kind, a light
Kiss her on her forehead
Hold her. Hold her tight.

           terrible plight
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
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