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They want me to be prepared
For the future that is near,
But the truth is I am scared
Because mine is unclear.

Now, I lay here in my bed,
My worries slowly eating me.
So many questions in my head
About how my future will be.

Will my dreams come true?
Will I find a house to call my own?
Will I find someone to turn to,
Or will I be forever alone?

These questions I ponder,
And so many more.
Yet, still, my heart grows fonder
To the mystery my future has in store.



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