A New World

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They expect me to go home

They offered to call my family

But I'm eighteen

I say no


I cannot face

Their waiting expressions

And cannot get past the impression

The past will be the present


But I must move on from that

I must start again

Maybe one day I'll rejoin them.

Maybe I won't.


The End



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