Never to meet again
One year
Then it's over.
The years we spent
Giggling,
Gossiping,
Gazing
At that cute boy
Only to be ignored
Were precious.
May is near,
Goodbye is Near,
The steps to the stage,
The cheering.
The piece of paper
Which will crinkle
In my hand
After,
We sing,
We laugh
One last time
Together.
Then it's done,
We leave
Never to meet again.
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