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It's ANOTHER weird universe!!!!
 

Commencement (a beginning?)

A short walk on stage
three years, no wait,
16 years of being the student, the daughter, the child
a new found freedom?
still a question
putting that studnet side of me aside
to put on a new me
a teacher. (responsiblity)
expected to start giving after all these years of receiving
a new sense of meaning
an abundance of excitement
a feeling of passing years,culmulated growing up
when I saw my parents pride. and many other parents' pride
not of me. as much as of having given all these years
to see a cermony which marks a change.
I myself felt little
but alot of gratitute,
just very thankful--my parents feel happy.
For now,
it is a short goodbye to schooling..

There