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Serena Lee

8th Grade • Lane Tech Academic Center

we scatter like smoke in the wind each day in storm or sun, we each find new paths through separately, we go on our own ways but I will always come back home to you

late January brings sharp winds and ice the trees bow to the snow falling in sheets the weather may be a roll of the dice but back at home, our warmth will never cease

spring arrives, along with constant rain worries join fog weighing on my back i’m chasing all the things I can’t obtain but when with you, there’s nothing that I lack

summer frees me like a bird from cage And I adventure well into the night when i face defeat, forced to disengage you hold me and say it will be alright

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finally, autumn blows her winds of change I stand above a chasm of unknowns these new worlds seem so terrible and strange but I know that I won’t face them alone

we scatter like smoke in the wind each day in storm or sun, we each find new paths through separately, we go on our own ways but I will always come back home to you

To my family, I love you and I wouldn’t be where I am now without you <3

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