In the shadowed halls where echoes rest, The night before our final test, Stars whisper secrets softly bright, As textbooks close in fading light. Dreams dance on edges, half-awake, While quiet tears the heartstrings shake, In dorms where laughter used to soar, Time slows—yet surges even more. Across the walls of mem'ry hold, These bonds are silver, never gold, In fleeting hours before goodbye, Beneath the vast and boundless sky. Hope lingers where shadows depart, As morning waits with open heart, For one last day, in youth's embrace, The world awaits to give us grace.