Tuesday, February 7, 2012

We Shall Return

To the shores where we set our sail,
To the city where we learn to treat the ail,
Our heart is pounding when we count and see,
Twenty five years of youth had slipped and flee.

Countless hours we read and freeze,
Trying to learn the trade with ease,
We were not sure what the future will be,
Twenty five years of youth had slipped and flee.

We saw the life and the death in our hands,
We tasted the sweet and bitter in blend,
It is time to share our stories with glee,
Twenty five years of youth had slipped and flee.

To the shores where we set our sail,
Twenty five years of youth had slipped and flee.

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