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Tonight...

Down the hatch!

A harmonious cheer comes from our group.

A dubious dedication to social excitement

Reverberates throughout the club.

Back to back, we sink ourselves into inebriation.

As we loosen up, the entertainment gets better.

The music means something now.

The people you meet seem more interesting.

Secrets come out.

Stories arn't just told, but made.

And our lives are at a stand still

This is our time! Our place!

And we musn't waste it.

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matt-klotz
American
Published
Jun 18, 2013
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