Time for Change
A time for change was near,
It was crystal clear,
The days were hard and long,
My confidence was all but strong,
Summer came and camps began,
So I made a plan.
I stayed for weeks, playing music for days,
New friends were made and confidence was gained,
Going back will always be an option,
For my days are forever brightened.
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Me
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