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| photography by Prince Henry Segura |
According to my classmates, we have 3 formal classes until the final exams. After the final exams, graduation. A lot has happened lately that I forgot about time and the depletion of it. Several times have I already reminded myself that the moment where I have to let go will surely come, still my fear isn't shaken.
High school is really unique. In high school, you enroll a child, you graduate an adult. Its the 4-year stretch of unmatched growth rate. It is where most of who I will be will come from from and soon, I would be moving away and I would have to jump into another whirlwind.
The stench of separation just gives me unrest.
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