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Open your eyes. Stare into the brisk, blinding light of a new day. Ungrog your tired eyes. First foot fore ward, just like mother always said. Walk regally to the temple. Flick on the light to your new found epiphany. Grab your granite vanity. Clutch it tightly as you stare into the face of a new beginning. Tell yourself you're beautiful. You're powerful. You have the choice. Use it.
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