These four long years have ever changed my views.
On this campus I've made my protrusion,
and upon myself; life exists in twos.
But whereto from here? I often ponder.
The unknown ahead be a darkened room;
As I cling to words, in awe and wonder,
and try to avoid an impending doom.
Yet what knows I of a future untold?
That no prophet nor a fortune could tell.
So day by day I'll live on and behold
The value of life, in heaven or hell.
I love the description of your life being a protrusion. Some of the phrasing is strange, like "The unknown ahead be a darkened room." With such a strange sentence structure, I'd be careful to make sure strange is what you're going for.
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