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                               The sun illuminated the sky.

                                It’s going to be a great day.

                                I push myself out of bed, and go into the bathroom.

                               I direct myself to brush my teeth and wash my face.

                              All clean and dressed, I walk to school.

                            I adore the way the Earth talks to you, inviting you to it’s deepest secret.

                           Telling you not to walk there, smell the flowers, and let the summer sun highlight your skin.

                           I finally arrive at school, and is blinded by the dim light.

                           I’m halway up the steps, when my eyes decides to adjust.