Heading For College
Enthusiasm rises from the conceits of my imagination,
I lament so many drops of happiness
As I realize a new life is about to begin.
Even yet, There is no sign of survival
I still can’t stop foreshadowing my future
The month of May is approaching imperceptibly.
Like the stream flowing in the channel,
My eyes burst into the tears of Joy
Despite, my destination is still garbled.
Even though the burden is oppressively heavy,
I can still feel the celestial grace descending,
As I perceive I’m about to head for college.
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