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Jun 2017
I was dreaming yet again,
You were walking down a hill,
While we crossed paths,
It was a time not close to the present.

I could tell by a look at my fingers,
But you looked not a day older.

You had spectacles on,
The same as mine,
I stopped and turned,
You took a few steps,
Then turned around and smiled!

It was but a dream,
And it was when i woke up
To my room-mate's alarm tone,
Instead of him!
Vismaiy
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Vismaiy  24/M/Delhi
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