The football games and painted faces.
The crowded hallways and announcements.
The countless friends and good memories made.
Early morning naps and good old CSAPs.
Going out to eat and talk of the weekend.
High school, the building blocks into the real world.
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ReplyDeleteI like this MV poem. :)