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Here's a poem on behalf of the councillors of 2m2...

Farewell
Farewell, dear, young friends;
though parting is painful,
A sad separation approaches at last.
Revilers may spurn me,
lost friends may chide me;
Even then with much pleasure
I'll think on the past.
When rivers divide us and
hills rise between us,
Even then I'll remember
your childhood bright days.
Let not sad reflections
a moment beguile you;
Look forward with hope on
future's bright rays.