Graduation Year

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Fast paste how it came and went,
Vast are the memories that thrive in my mind,
Cast, I do, of bright roads that a wait ahead,
Last year of my highschool careerwil be left behind.

Poor me waiting til' the time arrives,
Four long years I sat with anticipation,
Door opens as I completemy requirements,
For the desire of every senior,....graduation.





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