Christ the King High School - Genesis Yearbook (Middle Village, NY)

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Each year we mourn the death of summer, gaining another memory to store inside our weary minds. We grieve over lies that pass between us and the world and can't help but display the sadness inhabiting our souls. As the sands of time flow like water, we grip the thoughts that once possessed us - H. in , ,..,..,,..,,A. .-- - never wanting to let go. . -Y MT-. M -A -- A'-mr M V-we , ss, aff-wa.. , ,. ,.,. ,,,,.. ,s . Q U. 'acuity if -.1 Q .fur fiesta.. S . 'IO

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Even when the clouds appeared to get a hold on our dreams, shattering our happiness and replacing it with woe, a gentle smile and the warmth of a close friends hand always chased those clouds away. Then the whole world sparkled, like a prism held before a rising sun. flsafq N! 9

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Bewildered, standing frightened beneath a tree in blazed horizons, we find we don't know half as much as we supposed. So many doors, still locked, are scattered throughout the land, each one harboring an experience we can gain wisdom from. Unaware, but still inquisitive, we stand before each one with terror surging deep within us. W '---mswffiill --.