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Jul 2019
i sat on a seashore ,
thinking about my infinite dreams
in search of my dreamland,
made of diamond ,golden sand
where no bad things around,
love happiness & respect found.
so by god hands wrote my fate
i happily entered towards
the land of my sight,
where all the stars twinkling
in the sky at night.
i ran towards my dreamland
cried happily with join hands
samra fatima
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samra fatima  19/F/india
(19/F/india)   
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