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Graduating Class

Written on and about the last day of retreat.

Over one-hundred people

Sit, stand and walk in this room.

Soon we will be individuals,

On different journeys,

Different paths to become

Different people.

No longer a collective group, we will miss

The indistinction

Of childhood.

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About E.K.M.

Studying at university, passing the time until a publishing Talent Scout comes to pick me up and whisk me away to a world where I can be an author without having another source of income. If only.

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