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WHAT IS THIS ABOUT

One day I was scrolling through my Pinterest, looking at pictures of tall buildings glistening beautifully in the the perfect sunlight and the second thing I knew, I was sitting on the window sill of my room in the 1760 Residence hall in Upper East Manhattan, gazing at those same buildings.

Sometime I wonder what they are made of. When I look at them I see dreams, shining in all their glory.

I came here to follow my dreams, but now when I think about it, Is my heart really here?

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