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Wow. I'm done.

Four years just hand me my diploma.

Made it to the end, more like the beginning.

Call me when I'm really done,

when I've reached my big inning,

I'll step up to the plate and bat a homerun

I guess I'll keep running internaly

because life is never done.

Four years high school,

Now four year of college,

More years for med school,

So I can retain that knowledge,

Is it all worth it,

To be a slave to the books,

It's kinda hard to stay focus,

Got dudes give me looks.

They say begin with the end in mind,

but there he go lookin so fine,

Just tell them all wait?

I gotta go to the library.

Is it all worth it,

To keep on pushing,

To keeping on learning,

When it seems like your loosing,

Just keep on cruising.

It's easy to quit now,

Darkness keeping you low,

Turning upside down,

It's easy to quit now,

You can't see that crown,

The crisp white coat,

Cures you've found

Just keep on pushing,

Nothings even begun,

Just keepon pushing ,

You'll kno when you've WON!

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