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Nov 2018
The kid dreamt
Day and night
Running sprints, walking miles
Talking to himself, gathering smiles

The kid dreamt
In rain and in sun
Sweating in heat, splashing the mud
Riding his bike, planting his spud

The kid dreamt
A world entirely different
With love and joy, chocolates and cake
A world where one can enjoy a view by the lake

Where songs are sung, because they are fun
Where happiness is for every one

Such a world the kid dreamt
But childhood ran like a bike down a hill
And he woke up aged
weak by the heart and weak by the bone
Worrying about the million dollar loan

He knew the kid was long gone,
Only a thought , trying to stay in the brain
Remembering those days played in the rain
Those shells collected in the beach
Shoving them in to pocket one and each
The kid is long gone!!
Vishnu Teja
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Vishnu Teja  Bangalore
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