I wake up in a strange place. This is not my room. This is not my street. This is not my town.
I find it odd that I'm not at home anymore. Somewhere in my mind has not accepted the fact that this is where I live. This is home now.
Time will pass and these thoughts will fade as they have before.
I am here, for a purpose. This purpose is to important to waste.
Time to wake up and go to school.
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