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As decade nine untwines, number one climbs into focus

with a brilliance that dazzles me with its complexity. 


Age ten began a stretch of time when I scurried to keep

up and worried that I might get ahead.  I wanted to


make marks that could be erased if the case called

for a retreat or a repeat.  It was then that I sensed


the plurality of my sexuality. I was ashamed of both

in equal doses of doubt and certainty.  The urgency,


however, began to tilt as droves of confreres declared

in favor of heterosexuality. I began a lifetime of being


a minority which grows stronger the longer I live.

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Here's to your personal courage to live authentically, HGH.

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