Senior Year
How it flew by
I’ll never know
I woke up one day
And had no clue
That one of these days I would soon be leaving
And going to college, where I’d stay each evening
But nevertheless I remember the days
When I was an elementary, middle, and high school student
And last but certainly not least,
A college student!
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