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Mines of Dreams
Those little gloomy eyes,
Mining dreams,
Imagining a red mansion,
Golden ceilings and Diamond chandeliers,
With a tint of yellow,
Cat lying on the pillow,
Peaceful chirps of garden,
Watering the flowers is done.
Those bright shining eyes,
Mining dreams,
With a cozy apartment,
Royal grey ceilings and bright chandeliers,
With a tint of royal blue,
Yarn that the cat threw,
Peaceful sounds of accomplishment,
Seeking warmth and achievements.
Mining different dreams,
But same eyes,
Mines produced different needs,
But same warmth.
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Meha Patel
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