Last Night

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Last night I dusted off

Old bins

Collections of my past

Went through the years.

 

Youth wasted on the

Young but knowledge

Still can’t change it.

 

Even now I feel old,

Worn-down

Exhausted.

 

I see myself,

Smiling shyly in photos,

Masculine arms draped

Around my neck,

My waist,

Holding on.

 

Only to let go

In some near future.