Together again here in Waltham Forrest one last time,
Honouring the last glimmer of cloud as it puffs its graduation chime,
Every hour of every day I'll walk the knowledge of truth with reference.
Together we sat in the knowledge of truth,
Together we shared annual leave,
Whenever I think that a project has no use,
Forever to; our shared space that we breath.
For one last time we grew here we grew as a unit,
Reluctantly open to new complex pictures then tune it,
Every hour of every day I'll walk the knowledge of truth with reference.
Together we sat in the knowledge of truth,
Together we shared annual leave,
Whenever I think that a project has no use,
Forever to; our share
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