Final poem

If you’re not eating super fudge brownie ice cream at 7:30 in the morning on a Sunday..are you even living life? Seriously though I feel so free after being able to complete something so difficult. Isn’t that what life’s really about? Doing what you love. I could be sleeping sound..but here I am.. looking for a poem in everything.

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