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27 June 2005
Yearbooks just came in. I'll sign yours if you sign mine.
I'm glad we could be in band together this year. Don't you hate marching in the freezing W? But anyway, sisterhavana, you're an extremely nice and humorous friend. Stay that way!
Great sorrow and regret overcame them on their separation.
It wasn't their desire; it was circumstances.
The need one had to go to college
made him go far away—New York or Canada.
Their love, of course, was not the love they'd started with;
the attraction holding them by slow degrees had waned,
the attraction had waned to a great degree.
But that they should separate, that wasn't their desire.
It was circumstances.—Or perhaps Fortune
came on the scene as an artist, separating them now,
before their feeling could vanish, before Time could change them;
the one will seem eternally what he was to the other—
an eighteen year old, a young, a handsome man.
I wrote this poem for you mudpuppie. Sorry for taking up the whole page.
Heh, yhbc. Actually, no. I don't think many (any?) high schools did the "graduation" thing when I went there (new zealand). Graduation is for college. Maybe they do it now, I don't know.
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