As I had my siesta,
I saw myself in my dream,
So it is what I love,
That appeared to me,
In my dream,
I have started to love me,
Am I lost in thoughts of my love?
When I close my eyes, I appear,
And when I appear, my dream goes,
Had I known it is my real love,
I would never have opened my eyes
Mykoul
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