June 1, 2009
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Friends that we’ve known
Have now grown

Are now going far away
While we are forced to stay

They have their own futures to find
While leaving us behind

Next year will be our turn
To have a chance to earn

The life we’ve always wished for
Living in a mansion with a marble floor

Then it will be the job of next year’s class
To miss us just like we did in the past

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shychick101 said...
Jan. 31, 2011 at 5:13 pm
awesome! i loved it!
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