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I am growing through the years


It’s day 1 First grade had just begun I’ve met new friends And that begins the trend. Fast forward 5th grade Colonial Days and Orphan Play We’ve gotten pretty big But still act like little pigs. I look out to this pond reminiscing Thinking of the times I spent with you It’s hard to realize that it’s been 8 years And all of a sudden, it’ll be through! I see memories unravel Images in my head travel Some were lost, some were gained Now it’s the class of 2012 remained. Then 6th grade arrived Traveling around the world 7th grade, a new crusade Parties in middle school, we never ever felt this cool Finally we got to grade 8 Never felt more Ape Yet we begin to separate I am trying to stay brave The days slipped by The ones I thought I would die Now I regret not embracing those moments I hope I won’t fret! I look out to this pond reminiscing Thinking of the times I spent with you It’s hard to realize that it’s been 8 years And all of a sudden, it’ll be through! I see memories unravel Images in my head travel Some were lost, some were gained Now it’s the class of 2012 remained. I pray you won’t forget me Let’s hang out or maybe I’ll call thee Don’t make it end here Or I might just burst into tears…. I look out to this pond reminiscing Thinking of the times I spent with you It’s hard to realize that it’s been 8 years And all of a sudden, it’ll be through! I see memories unravel Images in my head travel Some were lost, some were gained Now it’s the class of 2012 remained…
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