Through these corridors I walk for the last time,

Glancing into the classrooms,

That have nourished me all my life,

I have made friends like family here,

And have learnt more things than just studies.

I slowly smile,

Thinking about the beautiful memories I have made.

This used to be the most safest place,

But now I know I have a world to face,

I shudder at the exit gate,

And look at the building,

That I will greatly miss.

And no matter how forward I move in life,

My school will never be invisible for me.

(This poem is dedicated to my school as today was the last day and I will miss it a lot)



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