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It is over before it seems to end.
Days were strangers and time moved with Olympic speed.
There were days that blew at me like fall's gusts that forced me to walk head down and body tucked through halls.
There were days were the sun fell short to capture the light of a smile.
Awkwardness of frame was met with little support from "friends".
It is the end of carefree days and the start of beckoning the question'"Who am I?".
Memories stick as if branded and friends change faster then weather.
But the inexpressible desire to to fit in like a piece to a puzzle remains.
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