Change

 

Since day one, I have been here

Here is home, home is comfort

Seventeen years of here.

 

Things are about to change,

Home is about to become a diffrent place,

a foreign place.

No comfort, no normal.

 

Saying goodbye to my peers,

and hello to strangers.

Leaving my loved ones,

to meet new ones.

 

Today is graduation day.

 
 
 
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