One More Time

for one more time 
i will sit in the same place 
as I have for so long 

for one more time
i will be the people 
i've grown to know 
love and hate

for one more time 
i will reminded that 
this will be the last 
until the next 

and for one more time
i will breathe in this air
i will sit in the grass 
i will look at sky 
and i will feel the same 
as i always have
here in this place

meandpaul

MN

15 years old

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