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College life


Oh!, Fellow reader, I swear to the pen To interpret this experience, it's incapable Yet, I will pen how rapid it all went, Like a storm of dust, it dazzled me first I wasn't aware enough to decide, To conclude my motive in life But, I was oblivious of God's plan, That track I took, was to my benefit I learned, patience the Foremost And, to manage the slightest chores Responsibilities that once frightened me, became a substantial part of my life Still, I doubted the path I choose But, this suspicion lasted no longer As in the last, I learned to combat Against, my inner demons Indeed, this experience is memorable As it enlightened me to the goal of my life A journey, that tested my strength Granted me, a standard of life.
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