Apologies are being said and accepted, forgiveness and prayings are being done.
Wishful thinking and worries.
Tear-soaked eyes.
Hope and blessings are whispered.
Hand shakings. Hugs being exchanged.
900-is people gathered in the same gate where we all started. 3 years of memories were flooding back.
Our minds were flashing back into both small, unimportant, sweet distant fragments of memory and one that is too big and precious to be missed and forgotten.
Pictures are taken.
Laughter and giggles.
Old-time jokes are being throwed.
Realization and fragility were brought up.
And in this very moment, when we united as one, where no one even dare to ruin with sudden loud curses, or a bad sound system. When there are no fights and competition.
When everyone hangs and holds their dreams at heart.
And when goodbyes and farewells are right in front of our eyes and we realize that we never want to leave this school.
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