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Sonnet #1


My time in high school is about to end.

Soon I will walk out these doors forever.

I won’t lie, I have laughed and grinned.

Memories I will not forget, never.

A big world out there, hope I am prepared.

My mentors can only take me so far.

Sometimes I think about it and get scared.

Some people think leaving will be bizarre.

But I think I am ready for a change.

A whole world I have yet to discover.

Though I will admit leaving home will be strange.

I cannot stay in this town and hover.

Challenges will come, but I can do it.

It is time to fulfil what I have writ.

 

 

 

 

 

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