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Thirteen years of early mornings,

Thirteen years of early afternoons,

Those things will remain in the future,

But with an entirely different culture.

Thirteen years of slamming metal and shrill bells,

A lifetime more of car doors and random hotels,

But in a lifetime with wild dreams and adrenaline,

For thirteen years it was certain.

A friend and I were discussing the fear of graduating the other day, how scary it is to graduate college.

Well Cassy, this is one I wrote when I decided to graduate high school a semester early and begin college right away.

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we stand with Palestine

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