graduates
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We grew impatient for the sunrise of a summer' day,
Waited till the waves swallowed our future fears.
As the rum and coke swirled our problems away
While we got off the train of prudent years.
Dear Graduates,
We are born of the world.
So introspective.
So divine.
Yet we tend to lose ourselves in the struggles
and daily routines,
