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Day Dreaming

There I was sitting,

In the exam hall,

Writing about the artocities in Syria,

When I snapped,

In a world of my day dreams,

Thinking about nothing in particular,

Smiling about everything in general.

Realising that my answer is still unfinished,

I try to focus again,

But, the fact that a wild mind like mine,

Couldn’t be trapped in answer books,

Was screaming loud and clear,

And the girl which once used to dream,

Had never changed.


 
 
 

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