Trying my hands on how to write something good
Sunday, November 4, 2012
I have my dreams, dreams like a child,
To fly with my wings, over the wild.
Mountains, rivers, forests and lakes.
And the endless ocean where the sun wakes.
No one to praise, no one to curse,
Beyond the Horizon, Lies my Universe.
Just a thought
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Vishrant Wadi, Bopkhel, Pune, Maharashtra, India
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