It's the same school. Same hallways. Most of the same people.
The English room is on the other side of the hallway.
It's a different window. A different view.
But I can't help but smile.
Outside is a world of bursting green, promising and full of life. And on the very edge? A tree that has just started turning for fall. A splat of a strong orange-red on the edge of the flawless green. Threatening, waiting.
About to set my world on fire.
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