I was dreaming…


It was beautiful
It was green and clean.
The smell of fresh air
The sound of the river flowing
I love everything happening there.
I pinched myself to see if it was real.
That was when I realized I was dreaming.
Couldn’t it be real?

Now all wasted.
The color is just awful.
The smell of pollution is killing me.
The sound of traffic is giving me a headache.
I wanted my perfect dream to come through.
But again, I was dreaming!


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