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joy
It is not a feeling.
It is a state of mind.
It stays constant through changing circumstances.
It starts in your head.
So that your heart can follow.
I died in 232.
Impending doom.
I've never experienced failure in my academic life.
This might just be a first.
It wasn't because I didn't study.
I really tried.
Time. It was a race against time.
I lost.
God. Please.
I just want to survive uni
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