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The wind blows across my face.
I feel the goosebumps on my skin. I am in a complete state of grace. Today, I can finally begin. It was rough for awhile, but now it's a new beginning. I can officially smile. For today, I am winning. I'm free from the pains, the illness has past. I'm no longer in chains, my life will not be surpassed. I can live a different life, hopefully go to college, and make a good wife. Then pass on my knowledge. Life is not about how people perceive you, or how much money you make. It's about what you believe is true, and the moments you are awake.
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