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Mar 2021
I was sitting it the lounge waiting for class
Talking to my friends, half asleep
Barely focusing on anything
When my friend yelled hey and I looked around

He was walking towards us and I paused

He seemed to tower over everything
Exuding a confident but welcoming presence around him
Every step so sure in it's placement

He turned then I saw his eyes
As if the clay she walked on transported to his eyes
Until he stepped into the light
The clay disappeared leaving gold to rise to the surface

He smiled as he got closer
Showing a kindness and warmth to it
As if he was welcoming friends he haven't seen in years back home

He gave a couple hugs and greetings to my friends before turning towards me

Hey

I'm Sean
Sean Hastings
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