How Will It Be?
This is it, here we are
Look at how far we’ve come
Who we are, what we’ve done
It’s given us something to be proud of.
When I think of the years to come
I wonder will I know you?
Will I still be able to call you a friend?
Will you still be the one who knows everything?
Will it just end?
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