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In the hallowed halls where whispers echo loud, We danced through days, lost in adolescent shroud. Fleeting dreams like shooting stars in twilight gleam, We chased our shadows, unaware of time's swift stream. Oh, those days of thunder, innocence and flame, Where hearts collided, each name etched in our game. Oh, those echoes of youth, where laughter kissed the sky, Moments painted in hues of fearless, endless high. Faces etched with tales of joy and bittersweet, In the classroom's hum, we found our paths to meet. Amidst the echoes of locker doors and restless feet, We sought our truths, in melodies soft and sweet. Oh, those days of wonder, woven tapestries of time, Where every tear and smile shaped the climb. Oh, those echoes of youth, where friendships carved in stone, Bound by ties unbroken, in the heart's deep zone. Now the years have woven threads of different hue, Yet in every heartbeat, I still remember you. The corridors may fade, the pages turn to gray, But the echoes of youth in my soul will always stay. Oh, those days of thunder, innocence and flame, Where hearts collided, each name etche