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To the Seniors of the Class of 2001


To the seniors of two thousand one,
To the people who sit before me today,
To my clasmates who shared my fun,
To my friends who always have their say.
\We are the class of two thousand one,
We are the class who is now on our way,
We are the class known as crazy to some,
We are the class that sits before you today.
\To the people whose dreams are coming true,
To the people whose lives are going to ariive
To the people who have no clue what to do,
To the people whose spirit will strive.
\We are the class of the new millenum year.
We are the class of the future of fate.
We are the class of pride and cheer,
We are the class to remember on this date.
\To the people who sit together one last time,
On this day filled with hope and delight,
To the people who share friends dreams, especialy mine,
To my classmates I say good bye.

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