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I stand. I look up and see such a beautiful view, a view of a future that a desperately long to pursue. It seems so close, if I just reach out my hand.  I try to float to this dream, but I remain where I stand. 
A scoop of chocolate a scoop a strawberry  add the sprinkles They're needed every now and again. But I like my scoops without sprinkles. The flavors,  the taste,
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