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“One isn’t necessarily born with courage, but one is born with potential. Without courage, we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency. We can’t be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest.” – Angelou
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It continually lingered in my mind that this is not how reality operates. You fail to escape from the haunting memories. They kill me inside. Down the empty corridor go the dreams you once held dear. Despite this, we faught the demons. However, the triumphant calls of victory will be unheard.