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Senior Year


All within this one crazy year, There is not one memory I could change, I cannot believe the end is near. Most people would cheer, Challenges conquered even when varied and ranged, All within this one crazy year. Can it make sense that I have so much to fear, Could it be that everything was arranged? I cannot believe the end is near. Some people would shed a tear, When everyone feels so estranged, All within this one crazy year. Ours problems were never mere, Every problem made me deranged, I cannot believe the end is near. Every memory has left its smear, For this I have changed, All within this one crazy year, I cannot believe the end is near.
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