Every night π before sleeping,
I clean my legs, and then get into bed,
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And get up every morning, finding my legs with dirt,
I was wondering, what's happening every day...
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Thinking about it every night, π
Last night I got the answer to my questions..
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Just after I close my eyes π I travel in my dreams.
Finding my way back to you all,
I see even talk to u all, .
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As I cover the distance from my sleep to ur dreams,
I get dirty in the mid of it.
And it's such kind of relation,
V can't even explain it.
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it is pure natural..great artistic work and the words are well defined
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a beautiful and a sweet write....keep going...