To The Noble Batch 9 Of Anshs Poem by Rezeile Eigo

To The Noble Batch 9 Of Anshs



What a sweetest farewell it shall be,
That day of our parting
For, when, fifty and one souls come
And vow to take the wings
And go fly to future skies,
Their hearts, our hearts my friends
Must stay singing the melodies -
Farewell will be sweetest, so sweet, my friends!

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Rezeile Eigo

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manila, philippines
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