Moreno Valley High School - Valhalla Yearbook (Sunnymead, CA)

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Bright Stars Today is ours, we laugh, we cry . Our friends are our life. Without them, it is a dark night without bright stars. Yesterday, a jumbled mass of old times, good fun, past loves; a place to hold our most treasured memories. But tomorrow no one knows! Tomorrow is what you make of it. To have it be yours forever, you must start today . JAN WILLIAMS Bryan CoM ins-Metal Shop 76 Fine Arts John Ramsey--desk

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V.1T Gary Hanc oy box The End of Nothing Today in school, I sat and listened. They laughed but I heard their lies. I was going to ask you how they do it Except the desire died. The answer would not have been different I opened my book, started to think. But the numbers blurred. I looked up and blinked I listened to people agafh. It was still the same Was anyone to blame? I comtemplated the uselessness Of the stupid people game. Thinking I bowed my head in shame. I paused, there was a twinge. Slicing through myself to remember. I thought back to only hours earlier. And a tear smeared my name. Susie Mick i I rt), Don CIdrK- -roiliHl laoie ana criess lauic 175 Fine Arts H

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When I was just a boy I had a friend. He lived next door and He used to take me places. We would talk and he would say I wish I was older so could fight for my country and do my share ' ' He ' s older now and . . . Dead. Dale Whiteman 177