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It's All Over


Soon it's all over, you walk through the doors

The first hour bell, the last lunch line to wait in.

Soon it's all over, you're teachers say "goodbye", or "good luck"

No more walking through hallways to be somewhere on time.

Soon it's all over, saying goodbye to people you grew up with your whole life

But maybe saying goodbye isn't what you want to do.

But soon it's all over.

 

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