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The hours I have put forth can not be counted.

The hours of sleep I have lost can not be counted.

The hours of questioning whether or not I'm good enough can not be counted.

All of these hours comeing to one point in my life.

All of these hours being summed up by a dollar sign.

All I know is I hope my hours are enough.

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