Finals

My final game.

My final year.

So much has happened.

Its almost here.

It will be seven.

I’ll rise from bed.

With things all packed

And thoughts in my head.

Then we’ll load the car.

My mother might cry.

We’ll head out on the road.

Then say our goodbye.

 –Orion Ryder

 

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