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February 7, 2024
By writingforfun SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
writingforfun SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Candles blow—the big one eight—the world cracks open. It's time to go.

Out the door—A set of keys—Don't look back. At last I'm free.

Through the glass, four eyes watch my back; so many years have come to end.


The author's comments:

This piece is about how my parents feel when I leave for college.


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