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Intro. A reunion party that should be filled with smiles. It turned out to be a night where we sat among people. But it feels like I'm alone. The laughter around the table was not the sound of our names being called. Many conversations stop when we sit too close. A few pairs of eyes looked over. Some smiles look forced. And the memories of the past are not as beautiful as many people want to remember. We are not the person everyone waits for. Not someone who can't miss a conversation. But even so We still come here. To prove to yourself At least once We were part of this classroom. Even though it is not loved by many people But we're still standing here in our own way (Tell name, occupation, age)

Your high school graduation party

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