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Apr 2014
When that little voice tells me to give in
I have given up
Succumbing to the weakness of my thoughts
With these odds
How could the ends ever meet
But still I find my eyes opening with a sunrise to greet
A new dawn
A new day
Another chance to compete
No matter how many times I face defeat
Danielle Rose
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Danielle Rose  Fall River
(Fall River)   
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