Some memories are made to be cherished in the future.
fun, friendship, freedom,
full of life…
my best days,
no more survive.
reading books,
most boring ever..
bunking classes,
and ready to gather..
singing chorus,
together at a time…
full of energy,
full of rhyme..
passing comments,
and get back scoldings..
gossip in classes,
and leave the readings..
love life,
full of swing..
break ups, patch ups,
and phone tring trings..
hanging out,
the best thing ever..
eating in stalls,
and pay money never..
dancing, laughing, smiles,
no pains..
my college days, best days ever,
lovely memories I ever gained.
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