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The sun rises and my coffee is brewed, the 2 train awaits. All of my dreams are vivet played by my subconscious like reruns. Holding on tight to all of my hopes and dreams I smile with joy to a brand new day. The energy that flows threw my body at times is overwhelming, it is the enthusiasm with which I live day by day.  Like a seed planted by nature waiting to be watered by the rain to flourish, I wait patiently. Perseverance holds me up and faith keeps me sane. I know that all my dreams will come true one day. 

 

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