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Remember The Class of 82.

I have nothing left to offer you
Merely words ,
of which I have an abundance.
My wealth ,
 is of an experience.
Which now lies within my past
Of those far off shores.
Of the men,
 Of the Class of 82.

So come hear my words
Of deeds and men.
Tales not oft told?
But remembered by that few.
To who we raise glass,
Of what men did,
Before you were.
To those men ,
Of the Class of 82.

Giajl  12/06/12  23:09