Life

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I met a man in my dreams,

He was really strange as it seems,

for some reason he was upside down-

as if hanging from an invisible rope or falling down,

I asked him what happened to him, as he stared-

at me with those big eyes and a tiny smile as i look scared-

and then suddenly he was standing straight.

I kept looking at him in a weird wait,

he moved closer to me and looked-

straight into my eyes with a deeper look-

as i spooked,

he hooked,

rebuked.

I asked him what is it and he-

said that he saw it in my eyes and me.

"what do you see?", I asked.

"I saw a life" he phrased.

I asked him what he meant by that,

his words were deep to this naive brat,

"life is like a children's park ,

kids go there to enjoy-

the time without worrying-

about coming back, you little boy".

And suddenly I was standing-

in a park myself playing with some kids.

And as i saw those kids play,

soon enough i realized,

it is-

life.

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