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Too precious

an eternity of shared housing 

the fraternity of your thirties

 

ambitions schemed on

parents’ credit cards

 

saw your figure conquering

thought late bloomers in the raw

 

never again to feel 

camaraderie those nights saw

 

several grown up

becoming irritating dads and moms

 

one died young 

any age now feels too young 

 

two sold out 

fear seeding beautiful doubts 

 

that leaves you 

haunted by it all dreams being dreams 

being dreams

◄ The Winchester Closet

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