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fully embrace every moment every experience every leap of faith keep yourself on your toes.  learn to love the butterflies in your stomach grasp the fact that when you grow up… wait, that’s a myth. 
I am hiking a trail With too many bumps. I've tripped many times, Though the path is not steep.   Now, there is a fork In this worn path. Should I go left, or right?
My environment makes me It shapes who I am My environment makes me It shaped who I am My environment makes me It makes it hard to trust friends Saw the other side was green
Darkness, a Titan of uncertainties, holding reins of pain. He whom stifles… He whom suffocates… He whom has not a care… The beholder of lost hopes and of misconceptions. He that wishes for the broken
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