THAT DREAM

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She imagined of her childhood
She imagined herself in a lost world
She felt it in this aimless state
She began to dream of the scenery,
The wide open spaces,
The vast empty skies,
The undulating hills
And the scent of her land
The laughter she shared,
Still touches her soul.
She wandered round and round
Went to the places unwanted and unreal
That holds ample of hidden secrets,
Which rupture her inner soul
And made her eyes rheumy.
Later she found herself
lingering over her dreams,
She repent in grief,
But her dreaded heart broke asunder.
And the mistakes of her past
Was penetrated brutly.
And made her an incensate human
When she woke up ,
She felt haunted the rest of her life

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