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It's Never Easy


Paying for college is never easy, every time I look at my semester bill, it makes me queasy. The university updates my account day and night, but that remaining balance still is in sight. I try to look here and there, but I cannot seem to find the funds anywhere. I worry while I lay in bed at night, and try to figure what can I do to overcome this plight. I pray that God will see how much this education means to me, and that he will bless me with a fund that will set my mind free. Despite the struggle I encounter with this bill every day, I know that I can do this, and find a way. I came here with a purpose, and that’s the truth, I refuse to let this bill destroy my youth.

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