My Habitat
That single note,
The ever familiar tone
Classic
We all know it’s #f
So many memories,
held within just a single note
I’m not ready to leave this place.
This place,
Most dread going here,
I love it
It has become my second home,
I have a family here
How am I supposed to leave it all behind
Within eight months?
I’m going to cry
That’s for sure
It’s not easy leaving a part of you behind,
I feel as though I haven’t done enough here
I want to make a bigger impact,
But in order for that to happen
I must leave
I have to explore the world,
Make new memories
But I must remember where I came from
I will embrace it
I shall exhibit my timberwolf pride
For one final year!
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