Dream Campus
Look Up
And see the
big
red
building
spreading out in front of you
like a horizon
begging you
to reach out
and touch it.
Home.
And you stand
from your car seat
ducking out
of your father's car
that is too old
and you think to yourself
Home.
If you weren't
so happy
you would cry--
And your smile
is too big
for your face
Home.
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