Last-Thing
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Let's build our castles in san again,
That makes us forget all our pains.
Sleep on her lap when nightmares haunt,
That's the last thing I want.
Let's make that paper boat float in rain,
Had nothing to lose or to gain.
Fight with pillows as the way we fought,
That's the last thing I want.
Let's listen to those fairy tales once again,
Make stupid demands and be insane.
Having these memories in my thought,
Living my life is all that I want.>
Copyright © Harsh Dubey | Year Posted 2021
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