I can smell the summer creeping over the horizon
It's the scent of the anticipation of freedom
Of the possibility of all that can be
I inhale deeply
It is the last time it will ever smell this sweet
The moon is waxing
This summer will see the last dance
The last chance
The last opportunity we'll be sure not to waste
Strength, Wisdom, Friendship, Love
The glamour of the Great Family
The lights of heaven are blinding as they salute us
As they guide us
A beginning is an end is a beginning
Full circle, and the loop reopens
And changes directions
We will live the Dream
And we will fly
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