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Biscuit Without Cream
Ujjal Mandal, India
If I lose myself in the dreamland
Where dreams are made of sand,
The real world will seem just a dream
Like a biscuit without cream
Monday 25th January 2021 2:10 am
Dreaming
Ujjal Mandal, India
Keep dreaming till the dark night
Fades in the morning light.
Tuesday 29th September 2020 3:00 am
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