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May 2018
There are times that I feel so smart
So high of myself, and that's the time that I so love myself
And there are also times of doubt
Doubt whether am I really good at this
Or it's just pure luck that I was given the appreciation I want?
Everything's not going to according to one's plan
But when will be the time, where I'll be proud
That I did it
That I did the thing, I'm most afraid of, and actually accomplish it?
When?
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   Zoi Ardens
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