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Jul 2
I don't feel like much of a dreamer anymore
Just trying to hang on
I liked Stockholm
Especially Gamla Stan

Drive my son to work tomorrow
Let him sleep. Keep him fed.
His future, his future
Long after I am dead

                      Slowly.
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  56/M/Elsewhere
(56/M/Elsewhere)   
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     Val Roy and Jay Jelly
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