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when i was in 6th grade, my mother gave me this poem; it's my favorite, and the only one I can recite.

Look to this day
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the
Varieties and realities of your existence:
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of beauty,
Are but experiences of time.
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision,
But today well lived makes
Every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every to-morrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day!
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn.

-Sanskrit Poem


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