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June 19, 2010
By Fredward BRONZE, Sedro-Woolley, Washington
Fredward BRONZE, Sedro-Woolley, Washington
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Deep down in the foothills of the Cascades,
Lies a class of excellence at its best.
For months, for weeks, for hours, nights and days,
We study, work, and think without a rest.
We call upon our peers but no one hears,
The rest of the school tries to hold us back.
We sound alarms for change but no one hears,
Along the path of pride our company lacks.
Our brains cut through books like a switchblade knife,
We grind them into a razor sharp edge.
With courage we move forward into life,
And nothing but the best will be our pledge.
Though we may stumble or may even fall,
We risk it for the best and give our all.

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece for my final project in Honors English. It is a tribute to our class.

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