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I'm Alive, I Believe in Everything

"I'm Alive, I Believe in Everything"

God. Music. World Peace. Cats.
Hugs. Chilis Dates. Shoes. Morgan and Kyle.
Education. Cheese curds. Ice Cream.
Stars covering the night sky.
Chivalry. Fate. Love at first sight.
Individuality. Respect. Trust.
Swinging with your eyes closed.
The first snowfall of the season.
Binge watching shows on Netflix.
The perfect Snapchat filter and selfie pose.
The more I learn, the less I know
and if you don't try you'll never know.

I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.

Late night drives in the car.
Dance around or cry it out.
Life is beautiful but people always leave.
Laughter is the best medicine
and a little chocolate never hurts.
Seeing my college and knowing I belong.
Miracles and chances.
Curiosity and Courageousness. 
Making wishes and keeping secrets.
Kindness and Passion.
Self-love and self-respect.
Everything a person does 
has the potential to be brilliant.

I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.



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