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Sun, 06/23/2019 - 18:52 -- m_r

Soft sunlight pours over campus

Streams of students pouring out of buildings

Different

Everything feels different

This is the place I worked so hard for

So fast

Still a student

Utilities, rent, groceries, why do these words cause me so

much worry now... 

No time now

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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