thinking

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The wind howls

Crashes against my window

I sit alone thinking

What does my future hold

What will I become

My mind wonders

To the thought of exams

Will I pass or fail

Will I get my highers

Or will I have to return

For a 6th year at school

All this is down to me

To the effort I make

And where I want to go

Its my life

Now I need to live it

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