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Jan 2020
maybe just coincidence
but maybe a true gift

I listen while I'm lonely
the lesson is the lift

his music so often moved me
just one voice in the cheering crowd

still I sing my mother's name
I sing alone, but I sing out loud

                                   despite, despite, despite
                                I hope and pray she's proud
Qualyxian Quest
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Qualyxian Quest  56/M/Elsewhere
(56/M/Elsewhere)   
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