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Post by Fea on Nov 14, 2004 8:55:59 GMT -5
I wrote this on the last day of school.
We arrived at children, Innocent, pure, and full of expections, Grown up was so far away It is so hard to believe After this day our childhood ends
We won't come back here again
Nothing is gonna be the same again
As i stand here looking around All the friends i have made I know we our bound to this place For it was here we made our presious descoveries We found our selfs With the lessons learned WE HAVE GROWN UP This place shaped us In to the people we have become.
As we leave here today still with great expectations of what the futures hold Full of knowlodge and new found confidence I am reminded of all that has come to past I worry that friendships won't last But most of all i realise We leave here as adults Grown up is now And it is so hard to believe After this day WE WON'T COME BACK HERE AGAIN.
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Post by piñata on Nov 14, 2004 15:01:42 GMT -5
*is reminded how he felt when graduating high school * Very good work, Fea.
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