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I am not afraid.
Why be frightened, of such a beautiful thing?
No, life is not perfect,
and nothing is flawless. But I believe,
life's perfection is dependent on your thoughts.

If you wake up everyday,
anticipating the worst,
you'll get the worst.
Why wouldn't you expect anything less,
than the best?
Even if you don't get it,
you'll get something pretty good.
It's like shooting for the moon.
If you miss,
you'll still be amongst the stars.

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