An original poem about a Dream in which I flew.

 
              
                        Dream
When it is very late at night
we remember those who remember
us,and not to forget about their
when we were not together
I forgot all of the sadness those
when it was pumped,because we
allotted the two of us to sit together
under the window.
Probably was a dream when I was
in love with you,I dreamt of the sun
dreamed of building,and the fact that I'm in love with you
but did not want to Wake up.
When I woke up I remembered the dream
and immediately was disappointed that there was no
you and no house,and immediately sat down and cried......

 

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