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Aug 2014
Dreams,
I am afraid..
They might come true !
Cause when they are true
they are no more Dreams.
They become the reality,
the hideous reality.
And I need to dream more again.
Moreover
Dream seems (is?) pretty as a Dream
Realities are ugly at times...
Who wants those beautiful Dreams
turn into an ugly hideous Reality ?
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Prateek
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