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Apr 2020
2020
How many disasters you left, I say many
Graduation down the drain
And now it feels like I’m on a wrecked train
First you took the prom
And now I’m left to zoom
Next you took the memories
And now I’m left with worries
You cast me out the window and now I’m left to blow
But did you know
Stars can’t shine without darkness
So don’t stand around being cautious
You my darling is what makes the world bright
Don’t be afraid to show your light
Because no matter how you feel
Don’t conceal
Just get up
Dress up
And never give up
You are the class of 2020
And how many disasters did you leave, I say not any
This is for the class of 2020 and I, myself is included in that. Sorry that your senior class when down the drain but we’ll make it through this!!!
Avia Stone
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Avia Stone  18/F
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