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The pressure is on, and I am losing my grip as sweat runs down my face. Just one finger holds on as I plummet into anticipation. I feel like I'm about to win a Grammy, standing backstage, waiting for my name to be announced. The curtains open, the audience stands, and cheers fill the theater. I take my bow and humbly accept my award, for I can only express my gratitude to everyone, especially Afia Sandra Osei, for helping me reach such heights.
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