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A Hand, Sewing My Dreams!

A Hand, Sewing My Dreams!

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A shore in my nonage, where I started building;

I build a card house but a horror pinned it; then a hand castled it.

Wondering around, tasting the fruits of friendship, Karakatoa disrupted it; a hand bridged it.

At my alma mater, exploring the paths and ways to class, there was a hand holding me.


A shelter in my teenage, where I started learning;

Learning the ideas and grammar, a hand supported me.

Bum out by the spells of the bush, a hand taught me the values sentiments.

Torn by the instructor, a hand awarded me with a mirror. 


A castle to my vision, where I started exploring;

I excavated and carved my dreams, a hand glorified it.

I shunned my passion, a hand guarded it.

Tears graved me like a catacomb, a hand broke it to make me run azure on the fields.

I visioned to be a judge, a hand, my friend boosted me.


A hand became my window to the map,

Riding with me to civilized domes,

Carving out the best in me and sewing my dreams, l

Laying down a path smoothened with Coal Tar. 


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