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Illusions of an Insomaniac

Dream is the last resort for every one.It makes us happy,sad,scary.
It is our own world. The true nature of self is in the dream.If man has to live by his soul,Why not dream every moment?
I think ,happiness lies in the pursuit of making a dream into reality, and
to be able to unite what we see with our eyes open n what we see with our eyes closed

I dreamt of you,
U looked all the way new.
I dreamt of you,
My worries became few
The thought of your eyes,
Oh ! My heart pounding grows
U blossomed a smile,
The flowers bloomed a mile.
When u r along,
I wonder to which world I belong
Donno if this is love,
Don wanna care abt any thing now.
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