A Mirage
She was much beautiful;
I called her wonderful.
I saw her from afar
Sitting on the sofa.
I moved closer;
I felt better.
I asked for her name;
She asked me the same.
I told her about me;
We became acquainted.
She fell in love;
What a good luck!
We got ready for marriage;
We loved each other's image.
I gave her a kiss;
She returned a hiss.
I woke up from my deep sleep
And realised it wasn't real.
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