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A poem about my friends and I splitting up going to different high schools-the whole group |
| Let the tide come upon the shore and wash us away to the Sun. We have climbed the highest mountains, touched the clearest skies, walked upon the tallest rainbows, and grasped the silence of night. I sit upon the sands of the shore with you. We grasp hands and close our eyes. The tidewaters flood around us. We are carried away, out to sea. We have done the greatest things together. Now, let our friendship rest. Let it rest upon the beautiful shore where it was born. Remember this, my friends, remember it always. No matter how far apart we are, we will always be together forever. |