Here in this diary,
I write you visions of my summer.
It was the best I ever had.
I'm in love with second year.
Too bad it has to end.
Well, you were good while you lasted. Anyway, the end of second year doesn't have to mean the end of everything else.
On with all the happy songs.
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And life is a road that I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep
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