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Poem about my dreams!
This is surprising,
Only a few hours ago I was in my own room,
Dreaming of the Olympics,
Now I'm standing on a podium,
With the Canadian flag hoisted high above the ground,
The anthem playing loud and clear,
As I look down I can see beautiful medal shinning confidently,
Of the color gold,
The feeling of pride rushes in though my vanes,
Suddenly I awake it's only a dream,
Of the most wonderful type!