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A poem about an upcoming event of mine and my worries.
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It seems I have come far.
And my words begin to stumble.
I have went very far.

And my world begins to once again crumble
It seems that in a short matter of time.
I’ll change color,or even decline to shine.

I have to move from a place far,far away.
And I don’t have all day to get ready.
I have to go away soon.

But I hope to bring the glowing moon.
The years went by fast.
And the future is wide and vast.

Can you help me out,maybe by a spell you cast?
Or could you help me forget my past?
I have to leave people I was fond of once more.

And I have to walk out of the door.
I don’t know if I really want.
Or if I can handle more.

Because of the way the past tore my wall.
I just hope it all goes well.
I throw a coin in my wishing well.

Wishing that whenever I go,the moon does shine.
And I get to enjoy the last of my time.
I don’t want tears,no.

Maybe a shiver down my spine.
Because it’s really been a while.
Since I saw my true,sincere smile.

Soon,in just a week I just travel there and go.
Or in a month or few or so.
And I hope my life and words continue to flow.

Tell me,will the sun there shine?
Or will only the glowing moon be mine?
Once again,I don’t want to shed tears.

But I can’t help but think and recall all my fears.
Tell me,will the glowing moon there still follow?
Help me out when I feel sad or hollow?

Am I going to be fine,or will despair be mine?
For years,I had yearned.
For the connections I have earned.

And the knowledge I have learned.
But the fears really burn.
And it might take a bad turn.

Do I really have to leave my friends behind?
All so that graduation is finally mine?
Is it my moment to shine?

Perhaps I will be as bright as a diamond.
Or maybe I will burn.
I hope university doesn’t take a bad turn.

I am really trying,help me – but my hope may be dying.
Day by the day,I get peaceful rest.
But anxiety is like a pest.

I hope I succeed like all the rest.

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