Time Flies
I never knew how fast time flies,
One moment I’m in high school, the next,
I’m driving towards something new.
A place where I’ll learn, grow, and change—
But the ride is still the same—
The same hopes, the same fears.
But now, I know for sure—
This is the path I’m meant to take.
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