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My girls we will leave our state,

I still remember those old days,

We talking nonsense,

Talking about bands,

Avoiding those guys in the class,

I will always miss you guys,

I can't believe I should say 'Goodbyes',

I hope I'm not cry,

Cause time won't fly,

Like I'm paralyzed by it,

Now I'll be like a little kid,

Looking for new friends,

Promise me this is Not The End.

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