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Wake up. Stand up. A new day has come. Why is it so hard to live in the present? How come we always cling onto the past, how come we crave for memories? It's gone. Let it be gone. Tomorrow, today will die. Smile. Walk on.
Wake up. Stand up. Look inside yourself. Why am I not enough? Why am I disappointing everyone? Since when doing your best is not enough? Breathe in. There's no one how could be a better YOU than yourself. Smile. Walk on. Wake up. Stand up. Plan your future. Why is it so hard? Why is everything turning out wrong? Why am I failing? Believe in the beauty of your dream. Smile. Walk on.
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