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Four long months have passed.
And I graduated without a sound.
It was a mild day. The sun was quiet,
asleep in a lethargized afternoon.
It was the day I graduated.
I held in my hand a diploma,
what I traded with these four years.
These four years.
For the first time in my life,
I'm not so sure whether I like who I've become.
For the first time in my life,
I hesitate when I use "confident" to depict myself.
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