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Transformations


Sitting at his desk, the boy begins to think,

But not his usual thoughts of fun at the skating rink.

Although he is growing up, his emotions are unclear,

The Boy doesn't know what to think about his upcoming year.

He's going to start college soon and needs to form a plan,

But one thing is certain, four years from now, that boy will be a man!

 

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