Collegiate Dreams

23 Aug

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And we return,
and we begin again,
minds flickering what our future lay–

The nervous boy holding on to his past,
grappling his year’s supplies,
starved of esteem and demand–
Will it ever come?

The girl, bluer than the ocean,
weeping tears of unconscious hope,
angry at the world’s unjustness–
Her obsession, like any, will certainly pass.

And I — ripe with the knowledge they seek,
billow in solitude;
mind flickering what my future lay.


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