Four years ago we sat on this plot.
Four years ago we were a lot.
Four years it took.
Four years it was.
And now we're all dispersing
because
We move along.
We are strong.
We have changed
And they have too.
We stayed true!
I made friends, so did you.
While sitting on this plot we grew.
To know those and names
Out in the crowd.
They burn like flames;
Their hearts screaming loud.
These are the people we've grown to love.
These are the people who've excelled above.
I smile as I look around our plot.
It's been four long, hard years.
DAMN! We've learned a lot.
3.May.2011 VHS.C.o.2011
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