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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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