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The Multitude

As the morning glory gave a light They run toward to give a sight Thus they stood like a brave knight Who wouldn't dare to sleep in a night. Yes, you can hear from the sound of the crowd That everybody was sad but proud It's like a war in history that is so loud A war that never gave up in reaching the cloud. The girls are flowers in the company of one another Yet the boys are metals when they are together But surely in the throng everybody knew If what does this mean to them when it is new. Their caps giggle when they threw it in the air With the girls' shiny, long black hair While the boys in the horde just jump and yell For being the best and doing well. To them it is a special weather Because they know it's the last day to see each other And you can see in their gleaming eyes That their love for all will never die

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