This preface is based on a fear I always had before understanding or acknowledging my orientation as a predominately gay bisexual.
Until I came out to myself in 2002, my repression caused me to constantly contemplate suicide. So while aging is considered a BIG "no-no" in the gay community, I'm blessed to be alive and looking forward to how on March 31st, I will turn 41years old. So this poem “3-31-41” is to pay remembrance to the spirit of those we've lost to denial of themselves.
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