Thank You, Father (Six lines, Two languages)

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Midlife Regrets

The books I never read
The words I never said

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And we met. After a long time.
And we hugged hesitantly. Melting into a warm embrace.
And we drank. Not so much, actually.
And we talked. Quite a bit, actually.
And the hours flew by. As time does.
And we parted. Going our own way.


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