It's a new city, I am excited. The future is full of great, broad possibilities. I am happy. But I can't help but to be just..a little too nostalgic, making me a little too sad. But I will deal with it, and I will be great.
Car is parked, bags are packed, what kind of heart doesn't look back?
At the comfortable warmth from the porch, the one I will still, yours?
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