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Dreams are the dreams

Everyone wishes to swim in

They make us float on wind

And get involved in unique Zing

Persistent are they always in mind

Unbelievably some times they are kind

We see them in beloved, a nice world

Just like virtual enchanting field

Swirling, whirling, patches of events

Woven randomly, about

Contemplates

Sometimes realize them totally or

Partially

To reveal them is a great joy really

The complicated tangle of thought beams

Can you imagine life without dreams?