The Planted Seed
You walk the halls hoping everything will go right. Your old friends walk by, but you guys were never really that tight.
It’s the start of a new year; you just want to make the best of it. Hoping that in one group or another you will fit.
Now you know you can’t take this opportunity for granted. You were one of the lucky ones ; a seed that is now planted.
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