My mind is locked
My eyes r closed
Dreams coming by
Flattering by hope of power
Things well organized
placed in dustbin
My mind is locked
My eyes r closed
A beam of light crossing over
Making darkness flutterd
Once in blue moon it happens
The flowers blossom wid fragrance
pearls come out of oysters
Com n see that beauty with me
But my mind is locked
My eyes r closed
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