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Seventy seven days until graduation. Snow keeps falling and research projects are piling up. Lots of questions about what's to come and who will be a part of it and where I will end up. What will happen in seventy eight days? Graduation has been the end point for so long, that it felt unrealistic. Now it's almost here. I'm ready for more than what I can imagine and dedicated to the best of the future.

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