That a week from now, I will be in a foreign land.
Void of all that is familiar, deprived of things I hold dear.
Just six months ago I couldn't wait for this day.
Yet to this day I dread what's to come tomorrow.
Things will change, people too.
Will we stay the same, me and you?
For time is past, future and now.
Will memories last, will new ones be found?
- Shawn
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