I know them,
They are good friends,
They have been walking
Since early morning
To reach the luminous realm,
At night being tired and weary,
They take shelter in an inn,
Soon they fall deep asleep,
Then they see that they have reached the bright realm
In their glorious dream,
They jump in an ecstasy,
But this does not last long,
After a while they become anxious to know
What is beyond the brilliant domain.
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