Release me, show me the world or its
corner
Where the grasses are greener,
acquaintances warmer,
and one finds the connections and
action one seeks
and the school only lasts fifteen hours
a week.
Help me connect, both for fun and
career,
Connect in ways different than my first
eighteen years,
Connect for the night, or 'til after
I'm done
With the next eight semesters, four
trips 'round the sun.
Keep me caught up with my classes, my
buddies
and my hobby field, Applied Ethanol
Studies.
Above all, forgive me the things that I
do
Under glow of my new freedom's first
harvest moon.
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