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After failing the practical, she sat down and revisited the theory. Armed with determination and drive, she pursues her dream again stepping instead of leaping like she did before.  Thankful and amazed that she has come out the other side she keeps the pain of the first attempt close by to ensure she doesn’t follow the same pattern. For lest she forget the probability of survival is minimal. Drawing on strength she didn't know she had, tears saying more than her mouth could ever muster, loneliness consuming her social appetite and her perspective turning into darkness.  She mustn't go back there, she can’t go back there, she will do everything she possibly can not to go back there. Preparation, Organisation and Conversation.  If exercised the three components to her triumph if ignored the components of her downfall. She is enticing, exuberant and wild. Hasty, juvenile and benevolent. She is might just be me.