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Next Time You See Me

by Collin

Next time you see me, I will be

rich and famous.

I can ride a bike.  I can run fast.  I can

play parts.

I can write this poem while watching

dinosaurs fight for food. I can write

this poem.

I feel airborne as if I am a warm

summer breeze.  I feel unstoppable.