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2000-2002

Class of 2002, this year is at it's end. Juniors we will be next year, while keeping our Sophomore friends. Although I will be leaving soon, I take a part of this school with me, Knowing next year will be a newer place, where you'll no longer be. I take each memory shared by us, the good, the bad, just them all. Through each day I'll think of you, our bonds standing me up tall. We'll think our time is getting near, we'll be so happy and proud. But when the time is actually here, tears will fall in a cloud. No matter where I go, I'll be with all of you. As you'll be a class of Seniors one day, So will I, just with someone new. Dedicated to: Roane County High School, Class of "2002" Sucks I had to move away.

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