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Graduate At Last

Few years like yesterday,
we all came from different
places to sojourn in a strange
enviroment.

While some came through predegree.
Some through direct entry,
and others through post ume.
But this does not matter any more.

Behold my friends.
Behold, can you see.
Like a dream come true,
we are now graduates.
Equipped to explore and
exploit the world.

Like soldiers, we were tried,
stressed and insulted.
We walked under hot sun and heavy rain.
Hunger striked and discourage,
yet here we are, victorious.

Though the wine of seperating
is bitter, lets endure and get
drunk in it for the joy of
graduating from the university.

poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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