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This isn't a poem, but I don't know where else to put this so I can read it someday

I just packed up by band uniform and brought it downstairs. My mom asked if I had to turn in my band uniform tomorrow and I immediately started bawling my eyes out as if someone just died. I’m going to miss this band so much that it hurts. I still can’t believe I will never wear that uniform ever again. I have so many great memories, friendships, and mentorships that could never be replaced because of the Salem High School Marching Band & Colorguard. I just hope that all of you who are a part of band realize how much my time with you has meant to me. Band truly is life, and I am going to miss it like crazy. Saying goodbye to this vital part of my life is going to be anything but easy, but unfortunately I have no choice, and I guess it is time. I hope to visit next year and during the summer. God bless </3 <3

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