write a essay on you will never have this day again to make it count
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My eyes began to water, but refusing to cry I yelled “Aaaaahhhh!” Waking up in a heap of sweat, and breathing as hard as an inactive person running for 5 miles straight is how my morning began. While getting dressed my mind wouldn’t stop thinking of that awful dream. “Zoi, it’s time to go”!!!
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