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Dec 2017
How do you know,
If someone likes you,
And you like them too,
How do you know,
That dream won't be real,
That alarm you might feel,
How do you know,
That you can see the future,
That a pet you can nurturem
How do you know,
Who you really are,
If reality is really far,
How do you know...what to be in this world...if you want to be many things?
Well I'd be doctor,
To stay nice and healthy,
So I can live longer,
And be a little wealthy,
Then I will be a pharmacist,
To create medicines to help not age,
Then maybe a physicist,
To get a nice medical degree page,
And then after that,
I want to build that,
Robots galore,
Turn me into one?  Sure!
Stamping around the floor,
I am now immortal,
Is that an alien portal?
And then I woke up...Dang it!!!
For fun I guess.
Antonio Vega Jones
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Antonio Vega Jones  14/M/CA, USA
(14/M/CA, USA)   
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