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Author: RagingChaosGod
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-26-04 - Updated: 04-26-04 - id:1592462
And so it draws now to a close
The rhapsody, the dance
The final verso of four year prose
We begin our second chance

And so do I now see a tear,
Beneath the hugs and gifts?
All my dear ones have no fear
As new winds bring their wisp.

In our hearts the dance still plays,
And still we do our turns.
The dance lives on, in our hearts stay
For this, we have long yearned.

We have reached the final measure
Of this forever song.
Yet from this, we have earned our treasure;
A memory four years long.

We laughed, we cried, we shared our fears,
Our wishes and our dreams
And now we remember our yesteryears
As we travel life's long stream.

Never now forget
The things we've all been through.
For now, no one regret
The friends who've all proved true.

We'll meet again, somewhere, someday
And then relive the trance.
For memories don't fade away...
Someday again, we'll dance.



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