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  Sleeping in the Ancient History
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As the sun sets

the poet takes a nap
Dreams become great
that,
makes her tired
Her imagination were coloured

Yet…
she keeps talking
She tries to read the history,

but…

it’s…

boaring…

to…

focus

when the time bypasses your dream
She looks at the time and wonders
how long it will take?
She tries to concentrate…
but…
fails

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sarojini pattayat

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