Today I was a UFC fighter. I was fighting on the octagon facing another tough guy. The public was shouting and encouraging both fighters. It was amazing. The fight started. We were both standing up facing each other, looking if there was any fear or doubts in each other's eyes, while moving around the octagon. Then the first strike came from his hand, I avoided it and put him a high kick. It was intense. Then I dedided to take him down and punch him on the ground, since I knew his standup was his greatest strength. I don't know who won, because the dream ends in the middle of the first round.
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