Until last night I had never been alone,
never bereft of sleep
Until last night I had never been afraid,
never afraid to dream
Until last night my thoughts were in stone,
indecision a foreigner sure
Until last night my will had been staid,
my conscience both steadfast and pure
—until last night
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2018)
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