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Endgame

If I fail, I will be the only person to blame.

I hope when my career rises it will have memories of glory and fame.

I’ve dreamed that the world will remember my name and never let it burn in a blazing flame.

Because if I failed I would be filled with determination, pride, and passion, but I would also live a life filled with guilt and shame.

It still maybe a while away before I must face it, but everyday I prepare myself because I’m now entering the endgame.

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