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Freedom 59

by Chris Sorrenti

On the cusp of
certain future…eternity
I’m slowly gracefully
growing into this old man’s clothes

And not as pretty as I used to be
if I repulse you by my new look
then stay away
I do not wish or need your approval
to be who I truly am

if you find yourself
going through a similar process
and seek conversation company
for the days months years ahead
no matter how many

then by all means
you have a friend

© 2017

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Posted on 04/23/2017
Copyright © 2021 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 04/24/17 at 06:47 PM

*Stellar Teller*

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/25/17 at 03:33 AM

Loved those first two lines that set this up. You sound very comfortable with this stage of you. Nice invitation there at the end.

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