Time has Gone
Can it be
Already here
Nothing to stop us
And nothing to fear?
Everything is perfect
Counting the minutes
Leaving the years
Nothing but remnants
Everything's gone
Nothing to hide
Across that stage
With only pride
That school is gone
I know it is true,
Could I go back?
Too late, it's through
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