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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Moment of my heart. With sunrise. On the first light of the sun hitting my face through the window of my room. On the sound of the first ring of my alarm, I woke up. In hurry, dressed up, and walked out the door. Strange,, I was full of energy, unlike any other day. Love was over flowing my heart. My eyes were seenig things different. Everything was, pretty, lovely. Even the ugly dog of my neighbor. I was not me that day. My day was too good to be real. Most likely it was dream. I needed a pinch to know the difference. My heart was dancing though there was no music playing. He was happy though there was no sign of celebration. Same path I walk every day, but I was not same person that day. My body was dragged, to a destiny I was not ready for. To a usual place, in a usual day. Though nothing was usual that day. Fearing from falling down, I hold on to the wall of the building. My heart rate kept raising up. My body was weakening. Slapped my self , I pinched my self to wake up. Wondering, it has to be a dream. Till she came out from behind the corner, entering the main gate, slowly passing by me. Then, and only then I stopped trying to wake up. I wanted to stay in that dream as long as possible. She came out like the sun, coming out from behind the mountain early in the morning, Spreading the gentle light pushing a way the darkness of the night. Clreaing the pathway for those they sleep less , and work hard to survive life. She passed by me like the wind moving gentely over a grown wheat like a wave without causing any harm to it. The smell of her mixed perfume flow with the fresh air in the morning . Making a person drunk but not drunk in same time. She hunted my heart, though there was no hunting tools on her except her beauty. My heart followed her, ignoring me like he never known me before. For the first time I lived my dream . For the first time I wished if that dream would last for ever. That was the day I fall in love. Hakeem Omer
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