"No Long Good-Byes"

Of which I love, such a mundane life, you were my fabulous epiphany.

Holding me together so I would not unravel, yet the tears flowed like a river.

For I am not the man I used to be in young days, a bit wiser, but still undecided.

Journeys not taken are experiences not lived, In this I have found my heaven.

But my spirit dies, as does my mind and flesh, fade like shadows of good-bye . . .

Timothy Michael DiVito c2020

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