I got up to see the brightest of all the mornings,
Thought that the things will change for all the beings....
Went out to see the atmosphere,
And felt as if I was losing all my fears.....
The sun's rays were so bright and clear,
They made my imagination geared......
I set out to fly high,
Aiming just for the sky......
But as the day was unfolding,
I saw that there is nothing that I was holding.
To my disbelief there was nothing which was new,
It was just my imagination that grew.
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