Graduation
I finally got on the ride
I had to buckle my seat belt and let go
The man finally said:
“All Clear”
Then it started
We were on the road
Going up
We are getting higher and higher
We finally dropped and things are getting crazy
Screaming for help, for fun, and just because
The ride is slowing down
Everyone is calm now
We’ve come to realize it’s time to get off
It’s time to say our goodbyes
Now we can get on the next ride
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