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As I look back

 

It's all a blur

You ask how I feel

I can't tell you for sure

It feels so unreal

Still

As it comes to a close

Seems like nobody knows

 

How to feel

Feel something

Anything

Fear, I guess

Maybe just unsure

After four years

Four very long, short years

I'm poorer, I'm richer

I'm tired, but alive

I'm struggling now,

Just to show I can thrive

 

Would I change it?

Hell no.

I never came here to quit.

 

And as I look back,

I won't even lie

While I've gotten the nack

I hated most of the time

 

Now I'm leaving the gate

And I swear I can't wait

To look back here and say

That these were the days.

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