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I had a dream last night. I dreamed
I had to write a poem about...
...about what I did not know
But still I had to do it though
There were so many ways it seemed
Long or short or deep or shallow
Then just before i bounced awake
I knew the course I had to take
Sailing away on Pleasant Bay
No longer in irons I was tacking
to starboard with the right of way
Then running before the wind
And so began a glorious day
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