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Each morning we awaken, knowing more today than the day prior simply because we know we have existed for another. And more often than always we forget that our lives are not simply one day after the next leading to up to a dull and common ending. We forget that life is a gift and each day we unwrap it a little more growing the anticipation inside ourselves until one day it is right in front of us. And less often than never, we recognize the gift underneath the steel wrapping that is peace.