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Mar 4
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My death will barely be noticed
Ashes to the water
Prayers for my sons
Prayers for her daughters

I'm tired and I'm lonely
Deer sleeping in the grass
Torment leave me be
Peace. Peace at last.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
(55/M/Elsewhere)   
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   Skye
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