Friends in high school are forever young.
Unchanged,they're where you always will belong.
The cromd is never gone,the pleasure stays,
The music of the moment always plays,
The time remains a field of wistful grace
To which you may return from anyplace.
Of course,you my still know them later on
When you are someone else and years have run;
And you maylove them dearly,and they you,
But time must make their friendship something new.
Meanwhile,flourishing within your heart
There is a whole,of which you were a part:
A group of friends,one in love and pain,
In whom your longing comes al
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