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Darkness...
Confusion... fear of tomorrow. Hopes and Dreams. I'm 18 years old The world is in front of me; At least, that is what I'm told. All I have to do is grab it, and I'll do ok in the thing many call "life"... but...I'm scarred. Scarred that I won't find the way to The street on Life Boulevard That I am supposed to go on. Scarred that I won't know If it's the right one for me. Scarred to take the turn, scarred that if I do, I'll fail... fail to do OK. But, I don't want to do OK! I want to be remembered, I want to be an idol, someone great! Is that too much to ask? I feel alone. The street I need to go on, has no signs. I have to choose my path carefully, so I won't take a wrong turn. There are no shortcuts, only obstacles... Am I strong enough to pass them? What does Life have in store for me? As Darkness thickens around me, I wonder if Light will ever prevail... Will I do great, or just OK? Or... will I fail?
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