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I went to bed sick.

And I had this dream.

Where I was standing on the road.

The sun was rising, but the fog was still out.

There was this eerie light everywhere.

I looked down at the concrete.

My bare feet touched the ground.

On the black…”Starting Line” was inscribed.

My bare body stood there at the threshold.

Not the body I have now, but the body I have envisioned.

And I heard this voice.

“Ask for it.”

It said it over and over again.

It was gentle but encouraging.

“Ask for it.”

And I stood there…looking down at my feet.

And I took the first step.

It has made all the difference.

~ Evan Sanders

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