Then, there were nights spent alone.
And now, there are nights spent alone.
When I was a younger man, those
lonely nights of wanting were a curse.
Now as an older man having lived
the good and bad of my dreams,
I love and own my nights alone.,
no more tears for me, no more fears
for me. I know who I am and where
I’m going. No more wanting, no
more guessing for me, having grown
into my own and those glorious nights
alone. Today, I’m okay and in good
company with the me I came to be.
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Chris Hanch 11-0-2023
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