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She stands in front of her monument

Finally, she'd made it far

It hadn't been an easy journey

But she'd made it, and she knew that

Nothing could change that fact

She shivers as she put her hand on the tingling cover with her name

It wasn't really that cold, maybe higher than normal,

But she felt shivery

At last, she'd made it that far

And she was proud

All those nights at the desk,

They'd paid off

All those parties she had missed,

They'd been worth it

And that was okay

Her hand shakily opened the book she'd written

And she smiled when she saw the first words,

Simple yet familiar,

Like an old memory, 

Reminding her of the summer of 2015.

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Don't we all love cringe-worthy stuff that I write at the weirdest times of the day? To be serious though, thank you so much for reading, voting, commenting, and getting this book on the rankings. I know it hasn't gone that far yet, like most of my other stories, and isn't that good yet, but I'll do my best to improve everything. :)

(also, the first part of this book is actually the first poem I've ever written, which probably explains how bad it is and I'm sorry about that haha)