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Raise a Glass

Raise a glass,

 

Let’s make a toast.

 

To the years of our lives,

 

We’ll remember the most.

 

These times should be flashy,

 

Filled with drama and chance.

 

There’s nothing like summer,

 

For some risky romance.

 

We are young and inspired.

 

We are beautiful and strong.

 

It’s in these golden years,

 

That we can do no wrong.

 

So we’ll run from the cops,

 

And swim naked in pools.

 

Drink till we drop,

 

And smoke to feel cool.

 

The world is our pearl,

 

That’s how it will seem.

 

This is the time of our lives,

 

For you and for me.

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Written by
lauren-christina-pearson
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Published
Mar 30, 2012
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