New day, new dawn

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Morning. The song rang in her head making her feel hopeful. New day, new dawn. She looked outside and thought at all the times she felt like this. Hopeful. Sometimes the hope became reality, sometimes it did not, but the new days kept coming, and the dawns kept passing. Win some, lose some, the pleasure is in the game, and she so loves the game with all it entails, the good, the bad and the hope. New day, new dawn. Sometimes, all the time, every time.

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