-Dream-
I have seen a dream,
Waliking towards a forlorn stream.
The sun gleamedin dark delight,
With the moon waking with furtive sight.
A bunch of flower, swaying at feet,
With soft sweet air of the night.
I have seen in my dream an ancient fortress.
All the people with folded hands saluted me with rheum abstruse.
I was with pain in my heart
looking for unknown League,
to rest my fruitless life Consummately.
In my dream I saw my inner self waiting to die peacefully.
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