Sitted by my window
Waiting to listen to the sweet sound of the birds
I looked left and looked right but found none
My heart shrunked and became so small
Suddenly,
I felt a tap on my shoulder
I looked towards it but could not look
Bent my head over for i was not worthy
Then a soft warm touch came and raised my head
Then i looked and saw a figure
A figure well shaped like an eight
And bright like the morning
As i streched my hands and moved closer
A loud noise came banging
Then i came into reality
For it was a dream.
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