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POEM: fantasy

fantasy

you listened to “Flesh For Fantasy”
I played Fantasy Wargaming

you rode dirt bikes
I listened to 70s prog rock

you seemed impossibly cool
a rebellious teen in a milquetoast town

now I know more about what it took
for you to be who you were

& what it cost
to be who you weren’t

I’ve always loved you
& respected your honesty

even though I’ve let years pass
without a word

Ani told us not to close our eyes
thanks for helping to open mine

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8 April 2021
Auburn, AL
for Christian Holland

Published in My poems NaPoWriMo2021 Poetry

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