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High School bliss


From spring sloppy senior skip days to jamming june ways Little time went by, maybe the blink of an eye. When those people make you realize and even put up with you when you fantasize. Forever in my heart they mold, a space I'm willing to hold. With them I have no disguise, they're hard to even surprise. Along we'll learn to grow and mature, together we'll face the future. so let's make new memories from these days and find the happiness in everyones ways.
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