Fly High
Pedals push past fields of green As we ride out our memories Buttons pushed afront a screen As we share laughs and commodities The final year we may spend together Studying in the same room But what I know will last forever Is the bond which we've bloomed Bike rides and late game nights Companions during hard times A shirt couldn't fit the words I'd write On how they've helped me fly high
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