North? South? East? West?
Where to go from here?
Next step: I know it's coming.
Ready or not, I'll take it.
Close my eyes, clinch my teeth--
Hoping this isn't a ledge.
Here has been my home for so long
That I'm afraid to bid it adieu.
I've loved it here, I really have.
It's so final, that farewell.
But I must get my bags together,
Pack sparingly, efficiently--
This next trip will not be easy;
But it is time. It is time.
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