Highschool

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High school halls, a world apart,
A journey's start, a work of art.
Lockers clang and laughter rings,
A place where every young heart sings.

Books and dreams in backpacks weigh,
Lessons learned, in night and day.
Teachers guide with wisdom's light,
Students grow in knowledge's might.

Friendships form, a bond so tight,
First loves bloom, in sheer delight.
Sports and clubs, the spirit's cheer,
Memories made, year by year.

Tests and grades, the stress may peak,
Yet, in each challenge, futures speak.
Prom night dances, under the moon's glow,
Caps thrown high, as graduates go.

High school, a chapter, vivid and bold,
A tale of youth, forever told.
In every laugh, and every tear,
The days of high school, always dear.

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