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Senior Year


Took you four years to get to this year

You have been waiting for the last year to come

As the last few days of summer finish up

You feel scared

Sad to say good bye to all the teachers that helped you get to this moment

When you walk through those doors 

You will feel nostalgic about everything

As time goes faster and faster and faster

You will be walking on stage to shake hands with the principal and get your diploma

Moving your royal blue tassel from one side to another

Throwing your cap in the air with joy and energy

You decided hug the people next to you

You are all crying knowing it is all over

But you all knew

You did not want it to end

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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