Photos of a life time
I look back
to see the stacks of photos
the times where friends were there
but are no longer
times where four years ago
we were graduating 8th grade
but now, one year away, we become adults
to be able to vote for our future
when back then all we worried about was who we were going to play with
worried about this and that
just going about life not even knowing what we are doing
drifting and floating until one day it
hits.
I am going to college
I will have a job and be on my own
to one day
look back and say
wow
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