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The evening lights are bright,
The car has come to a stop,
The colors are different this time,
Shades of orange, white and green,
A quick flash, oh I held onto it,
A memory making its way through,
A sweet stolen reminiscence.
School walls adorned in colors,
Merry of White uniforms,
Green bands, Orange ribbons,
A paper flag pinned to my chest,
Flying high,...
Monday 17th August 2020 9:57 am
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