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Living the Dream

I had a dream to fly like a bird to the splendors of the world. One night in the depth of sleep I saw my bed metamorphosed, on the wings of fluttering white linen it flew out like a swan. Nervous, I clutched the wings lest I fall, bid silent goodbye to you all, for I knew I won’t return. The bed flew to the other side of the world where from sunburst sky a new day descended on the flushing spectral valley of flowers, woven like butterfly tapestry I wanted to see. The sparkling stream murmured the lyric of ecstasy, the rippling breeze whispered the tune of bliss, all composing a symphony I wanted to listen. A winged bed you need to invent to fly on the VIBGYOR dream, the flight is transient, but it’s an innovative way of living the dream. October 10, 2019 Contest : Living The Dream Sponsor : Line Gauthier

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