Dreams

I dream a dream of a dream that comes true,
Where flowers are pretty and colours are true,
Where gains are not dependent on pain
Where pleasures are easy and so are the games
Not a penny or a cent that costs its gain
The empowered girl doesn’t always win
The choices she make aren’t always in sync
The parks, the seashores, the castles, the gates,
Are all off the mark where world’s compare,
I love the dream of a dream that comes true…..
Cause that’s where we meet…and instantly hit it too….

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