I keep dreaming of Columbia. Sometimes I get in, and sometimes I don't. And when I wake up, the dreams continue. Sometimes I get in and sometimes I don't. Both scenarios have been played out in my mind dozens of times. In the end, I suppose it doesn't really matter. If I get rejected, I will apply again. If I get accepted, I will go now. I'm not
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