Imaginations the only hope
Sometimes it feels that
Waves have ensnared in my mind
But at some glance,that
Waves are screaming in my head
The nights be embracing me
With coldy sorrows of breeze
My hands be welcoming the sea with
Open hands seeking for fresh breeze
These my imaginations
Has reached its destinations
But some more shore are waiting
So forced my heart and sinew for depart
But somewhere it is still in the shore
Waiting for my arrival
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