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Because the dream is still there,
So the sword is broken, the horse is injured,
The fog drenched the directions
Who is the enemy, who is his people, everything is foggy
But the resolve of the war is still
Yours ... because the dream is still there!
Breaking the delusion of your surroundings,
When you left the house, left the street, left the city, there was nothing nearby, except this,
you had to say goodbye like a tilak
But I so to live and fight for this is still burning in the blazing fire ….
Because the dream is still there!
About the Creator
Priyabrataa Ganguly
Professional writer, foodie, love poems
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