In the shade, under the banyan tree,
Where the man lays his heavy head
And rests his pounding heart;
He whispers in his dreams,
His hopes in his life, he leads.
His dreams are coloured
As the vivid hues
Painted across his cheeks.
A mini sunset painted on his face
But in his dreams, it's the dawn.
Dawn of sunrise.
He wishes for the...
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