Dreams

So much to think and so much to apply,
So much to cater to, tad too less of assurance,
Those quick naps, a little rest when we grab,
How come these demons play along?

The last person you saw, met and had a word or two,
Imaginations ruminate, make a story so soon,
Surprise, the thoughts scream in our minds,
Who thought that moment shall so deeply be inscribed?

The good news though is we …

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