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my mind and body. This was my purpose. This was my deepest desire. I took a deep breath and began to read my story. Hundreds of voices joined me and we all read together.

  “I stood. On a cliff. The Remnants of white waves found their end on the jagged rocks hundreds of feet below. The hard cold breeze blew soft around me. . .”

 
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