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Many Miles

Many miles I have traveled.

The years go by. 

As do the miles. 

Whether it be moving

or soccer

or as simple as going to the grocery store. 

They fly past me, 

waving as they go by. 

I’ve made so many memories,

both good and bad. 

I’ve hated how fast the miles zoom past me. 

I’ve loved it how I’ve already traveled so many 

while so young. 

It all depends on the day and how I feel. 

But in the end I realize,

I will travel many more.

Many, many more. 

I have my whole life to live. 

So I’ll make the most of it. 

Many miles I have traveled. 

Many miles I will travel. 

No matter how you look at it, 

there are always many miles.

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