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One of the funny things about life is that I am a writer But so often, in cast gifts or ‘thank you’ cards on closing nights I have found myself unable to articulate my gratitude for all you do
As the sun comes up at the dawn of day I can't help but wonder how I will stay Motivated to continue life,  Through all the stress and tears and strife. But then I remember that there is more
Too many last nights were promised to be the last time, But didn't it feel good? Too many small lights freckles the frame of my face, And I would do it again. Too many times I have overslept,
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