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It seems as if it were yesterday,
Change happens all too fast.
One minute you're in school, the next it’s in the past.
We can mourn the time wasted,
We can cry for what we missed.
It’s counterproductive though, time marches on without us.
But we too can march on.
Or dance, or walk, or run.
Living out life to the fullest,
And we have only just begun.
Me, I think I’ll walk.
There is so much to be seen.
The world has much to give.
Places, people, and ideas.
One must stop to smell the roses.
I’ll walk on thought, and land, and hope.
Soar over worlds I’ll never know.
Gathering up the change inside,
Becoming who I am.
Using knowledge as my guide.
So many people I have learned from
Traits I have gained and lost.
Memories and ideas created.
Habits built, and phrases made,
And through it all I have my name.
What does my name mean?
And what will I make it mean?
Today I ask these questions.
Tomorrow I will ask these questions.
And forever I will answer them.
Walking through life,
As _____
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