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Feb 17
I don't think there's any life after death
I'm afraid of oblivion
To be forever forgotten
Why, Judi, Why?

I'm 55 now
How much more to go?
Alien encampments
Exoplanet sky

         Some good thing before I die ...
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  56/M/Elsewhere
(56/M/Elsewhere)   
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     Soulless
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