The silent goodbyes
Graduation around the corner,
Bright smiles shinning through
Soon, in a city alone, I'm a foreigner to me and you.
Anticipation building;
like the pressure beneath my eyes
I know where i'm going from here,
Like a building, I will rise.
I will withstand the force of this life
And all those who come my way.
I will always be reminded of the poem,
"Nothing gold can stay."
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