The day we will come at last
as glory days of ours will pass
we leave the days when all is naught
and seek the future that we sought
may our hearts leave forever intertwined
as the string of fate leave always tangled
for us not to depart permanently
but disperse momentarily
Still, thankful am I to the years that came
and once our paths diverged
As we received that final piece of paper
the school will bestow upon us
I hope we don't forget
the tears we cried in times of despair
or the laughter we had in days of merriment
also not those we celebrated the little accomplishments
and times when the ducks faced the dragon
in times pink has been a color of ours
or times we really got sick of it
I hope even in dementia
may we never forget one another
We will feel joy and sadness in the we depart
but I hope that the memories remain intact
In the end I hope we all get the happiness
we know we deserve
Rome isn't built on a day
but it sure burned in one
but for now let us seize the moment
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