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Dec 7
In the time ...
Everything passes away
Nothing at all can last
Frightened of the future
Haunted by the past

The bells that still can ring
Grateful for my sons
In the time that's left
Un pequito fun.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
(55/M/Elsewhere)   
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