My Dream
I will not be defined by giving up.
My dreams are big and growing.
In my future, the world cup.
I will not live this life without showing
the world my abilities.
The olympics,
far to many,
for me it is why my heart ticks.
My dream is not ordinary.
My dream is not dull.
I am ready.
I am strong.
I will not be defined by giving up.
I will leave my mark on this world.
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