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My feelings on going to uni next year after moving four times before, this time on my own |
| I hate you and you hate me. It's just one year until I'm free. Until that day, we have to wait; When that day comes, life will be great. A life that I can really call mine Finally, now after all this time. Four times before have always caused tears, This time is definitely a cause for cheers. |