My dream...dream
It doesn't know my name
But it called me.
It doesn't know my colour
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Our dream loves us and we love our beautiful dreams....what is our color, our name, our character that doesn't matters to our dream......Beautiful poem....liked it....thank you for sharing :)
Wonderfully penned......A dream has a virtual connection with us.. everything very well expressed in this poem.. thanks for sharing..10 points