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To dream
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So many faces are
in the life,
to some i fasten
to my heart,
to some i try to forget;
Inside the light somewhere sit
the silent dark;
Inside the darkness
somewhere sit the talking light;
Inside the trance
each event dance,
before my eyes.
With each sun rise
and, each sunset
some voice rings
in my ear,
Gives solace
and talk with passion
to forget the sorrows
and hug the fun;
Sitting before the present
i try and try
to dream and write
the uncertain future.
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by sarojini pattayat-02/03/2013






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