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Medical school.
Wait, what?
What kind of weirdo writes a poem about medical school?
Only those who are bold enough to try to make the cut.

I have a dream.
It may sound a little insane,
but my dream is to go to medical school.
I want to fix brains.

I want to fix hearts, and stomachs,
and families too,
I want to give life to people
I want to be a real doctor, adn take away the children's blues.

You may say that I'm loco,
porque yo quiero ayudar los personas sin hogar,
That means I want to help the homeless,
especially those that don't speak English or come from afar.

This is a wild dream,
Today, my eyes can only see a small range,
but no matter what happens,
I know I will be the change.    

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