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Graduation


All ready to grow up, Cap and gown in town, To leave what I've known To find a dream to sow. Now, I'm sitting here In this big, crowded space Watching time pass by minute details erased. I reflect on the years that have led me here. Years of preparation, Yet, still, I'm filled with fear. Unanswered questions like fences in my mind, seize my attention, leave me unable to find. And now I am left with this big world to face to make myself my own to find a new place.
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