Sometimes I look back
To the meadows of white flowers with their blossoming smell
The mountains up high
And the waters in the sky
Just as the rain fell to meet
The H2O on earth
And then I woke up from the
Oh! So lovely dream that was
And then watched
As my eyes set to mode ' reality '.
What is fantasy ?
What is reality without it ?
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This Life Is Sweeter Than Fiction
PoetryCompleted. Thanks for the 1k reads, you all are the best :) Highest ranked - #62 in poetry This is just a book of poems which are completely written by me ... It's mostly about encouragement and self-belief. This book is for all those boys and girls...
