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The day when we stepped in the campus,
Our lives began with rock "N" roll!
Oh! We gathered like pieces of Jigsaw.
Our wings were so tender
That neither we could fly nor escape
From the rag of former ones.
Sometimes, there were tears
And sometimes there were joys.
Today, our wings are fully-grown
And draped with the degree gowns,
And the triumph leaps up to fly
With the touch of rainbow in the sky.
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But then nostalgia of togetherness,
Fauxpas of human,
Memories of all sweet days
Left behind the campus
Evokes pictures out of our minds.
When one wishes for another one's bright future
And stares with wan smile,
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Little tears roll down from our cheeks
And parted from one another.
When one wends across the mile
We yearn to return the past.
Oh! We scattered asunder
Like pieces of Jigsaw.
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