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The final bell rang
The last bell of my life
School has ended with a big bang
Time has come, I’ll soon be a wife
Scared, nervous, upset
A couple emotions streaming through me
I might lose touch with friends, upset
Nervous, will I ever fly free?
And for scared, a quarter of my life is wasted, over
A little eccentric, I know
But I can’t be any braver
Yet on this road, three things manage to help me go
My family, my friends
And most importantly, remembering to go crazy every once in a while
Emily Gnitt
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