Yesterday I saw a dream
An angle come to me
Enlightened with the sunbeam
With full of awe
I was sitting in a corner
He touched me with an arm full of honour
Suddenly all frowns disappeared
I got fully prepared
To face the world, all over again
But who was he
Is not certain
He who came out of a blue
Is nobody else but you…you..and you.
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