Where My Journey Began

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Where My Journey Began


School is a second home.
Remember, this is what
we were told on the
first day of school.

Soon my last day
of school is approaching.
I have to step forward
from my second home.

I will carry my memories.
I will carry my well-wishers.
I will carry my guiding lights.
I will carry my teachers and friends
with me always.

School is a place where
we find pals for a lifetime—
pals who teach us so much.

They teach us
the art of happiness
without reasons,
the art of laughter
without jokes.

Walking out of this building
reminds me that my childhood
has grown into something new.

School is a second home,
and this truth will forever stay with me.

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