excitement ripped at my heart.
the rush was at least 100 miles per hour.
it was beginning to make me delirious.
how do i always get so lucky?
it must me an innate gift.
well, i thank the heavens.
i thank them for what i have.
what i've been through.
my life is what i've built it to be.
but my god, thank you.
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