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The College Experience


Your college years; The change is a fright But it is full of cheers And it does not bite. Although the work is tough It is great to learn. The experience gets rough, And you have to push through and yearn for more knowledge in class while having fun with friends it is truly a blast. Upon the completion, There will be no frowns. Everything except depletion while looking at caps and gowns. After, we are expected to prove Our knowledge and might, While we go out and move Where we want to spend our nights. For the rest of our lives, we remember the time of all of our strife that have helped us to climb to the moon and beyond it was a great time We remember the fond memories that come to mind.
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