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Bedraggled, disheartened and blanketed with mud, I sat on the sidewalk blubbering while the tears
dripped down my knee. As I watched the salty droplets trickle down my dingy leg and meld with the
crimson driblets oozing from my ragged shins, I felt a certain overwhelming feeling of helplessness, of
defeat. After a comfortable amount of time was spent wallowing in self-pity, my relentless attitude
proficiently mustered the nerve to get back on my very …
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