I always have special feelings when I think of my own school house, all those hours spent there, all those emotions lived there, all those people met there....I consider the memories one of the strongest in my life, not necessarily the most important, but the time spent there, definitely shaped who I am today.
And I had a dream
About my old school
And she was there all pink and gold and glittering
I threw my arms around her legs
Came to weeping (came to weeping)
Came to weeping (came to weeping)
--- Florence & The Machine "If only for a night"
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