With my 18 year old getting set to graduate, this scene from/following my own high school graduation #%*# years ago (at least through the first four lines of the second verse), came immediately to mind, and, I hope, addressed the "prompt" to write about a vacuum...:

As always, lemme know, ya know...

: )

Yours;

g

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WHAT NOW?
(c) 2012 - G. Smith (BMI)
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V 1.
Rene and I were sitting,
In the Waffle House parking lot,
Celebratin' our graduation,
This was as far as we got.
We'd been to a party already,
Now it was quarter to three;
We were best of friends, afraid this was the end;
I looked at her, and she looked at me...

CHORUS:
What now?
What do we do?
What's next?
I don't have a clue.
What now?
Where do we go?
How do we get there?
I don't know....

V 2.
She went south to Valdosta State,
I went to Georgia Tech;
She studied pre-med just like she'd said,
I was a ramblin' wreck...
I met a girl I amost married,
She met a guy and she did;
Ten years later I'm on my third wife,
And Rene's still tryin to have kids...

So...
CHORUS:
What now?
What do we do?
What's next?
I don't have a clue.
What now?
Where do we go?
How do we get there?
I don't know...

BRIDGE:
We try... holding on... to the past...
Afraid... that tomorrow... won't last...
Our dreams may become memories...
Of what... came true... or may never be...
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