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Apr 2018
The light gleams through the trees,
while breaking the darkness of my room.
My smile is brightened like the sun from its warmth.
The day is a beautiful as it is young.
The opportunities it has given me are endless.
What I do in this world with each day is all determined by me.
Me who is strong,
Me who is open-minded,
And me who is creative.
And the light will keep gleaming each day.
Written by
madison brancato  18/F
(18/F)   
185
   --- and Wordmancer
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