It is the honored tradition. On the cusp of something new,
dawn just breaking over the new horizon, and the graduates greet the day. Some
with cords and sashes, all the colors you could imagine, all with black robes,
the uniform of graduation. A sea of hopeful faces, all different, look forward to
what is coming. Tassels to the right. The work is done, the chapter is complete
and a new one is begun. A ceremony, a convocation, a commencement. Tassels to
the left. The sun is rising and tomorrow has arrived. Take off the black robe, embrace
your future.
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