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Feb 9
Sunshine so bright,
The days of fruit,
Surrounded  by happiness,
Well, cause time is now.

Had had my hands dry,
Pains even in the sleep,
Dark circles and bad circle,
But still woke up each day early,

Didn't know about days or months,
It was just 24 hours all I knew,
In all, I knew there was a dream,
It was so real and true for me.
Written by
Theamage  17/M/Nepal
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