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Great Things Never Come From Comfort Zones


There I sat in my dorm room 

Not knowing what to do

As the first semester past I felt such a gloom

I did not know what I wanted to do

 

As winter break came I thought and thought

But I still did not know what to do

I took this course that changed my life

It showed me the way like a big bright light

 

After that break I knew what to do

I changed my major and picked up my things 

I decided to start a new

It felt so good because I finally knew what I wanted to do

 

Transfering was a long and stressful process

And starting over again terrified me to the bone

But I knew that in the end that it would all be worth it

That starting over was the key to acheiving true happiness

 

Do to this I have learned great things

That one must push the limits of their comfert zone

And experiance failure to find out their true destney 

It is because of this, I finally know what I want to do

 

 

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