The castles I have built,
So elegant in my mind,
The pleasure I obtain,
Can’t be measured in units,
The moments of ecstatic instants,
Never elongate beyond the limit,
Always get snipped in every joint,
But the forgiving memory,
Of such occurrence on every day basis,
To build the dream castle,
That have collapsed at,
every disappointment,
carried away all expectations,
leaving only the simple excitement.
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Dream castles leaving simple excitement. Nice poem. Thank you.