One Last Chance

April 25, 2021

Yesterday,

we freed ourselves…

divorced from one

another

Trading

forlorn bonded vows

for the chance

to be alone

Yesterday,

we said those things…

to never take

them back

Replacing

what the years have done

with promise

in the wind

(The New Room: April, 2021)

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