This year has come to an uprupt end,
and I don't think I'll be seeing you again.
But let it be known,
that with all of my heart,
it's such an honor,
to be a part...
of your life.
I think back to all the moments that have been,
happiness, sadness, anger and frustration.
But you've made it this far,
don't quit now.
Many of you can make make it,
all of you know how.
In my heart, there is a reserved peice,
it holds the spirit,
of all the seniors to say the least.
In my heart,
sets an ache,
my brothers, my sisters,
this cry I must shake.
Crying won't do a broken heart any good,
even though it should.
Class of two thousand and four,
I love you forever more.

 
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