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Aug 2021
My foot
Was caught on a dream
For I had built a palace
Much like my dream palace
Yet, it looked nothing like it.
The unending freedom of imagination
Came crashing down
Giving birth to dismay

At first, I was shocked
Now I am old, it is the standard.
Written by
Chandy  22/M/U.S
(22/M/U.S)   
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     ---, Ky and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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