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The Weight of Tomorrow

I sit alone beneath the sky, Uncle, thinking of your last goodbye, The world feels heavy, dreams unclear, With every step, I carry fear. Graduation looms - so close, so wide, But doubt and worry walk beside. You always knew just what to say… I wish you could be here today

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Date: 7/8/2025 2:21:00 AM
a sad poem but beautifully written. J
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