i move, i grow

Whoosh. The moving truck slides shut with ​
all of our precious belongings within.​
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This finalizes it, I'm sure.​
There's nothing else I can do.​
I turn off the lights as I shut the door.​
It's the hardest to walk through.​
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I said goodbye to everyone, I'm sure.​
I walk outside, maybe I forgot one thing?​
I leave scuff marks on the floor.​
I give the door one more ring.​
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I think this is best .​
I'll forget all their faces.​
I'll forget how they dressed.​
I'll leave all but no traces.