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Dream To Die

Dream To Die

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At one night, I dreamed about my own death,

The things that I had seen, ceased my breath.


In a dense wood, with no food,

I was roaming like a starved hare.


With hunger carcass, I leaned at a tree,

My eyes were flickering due to famine.


Suddenly a pair of arms clutched my carcass like a crusher,

I was totally abashed at that time, the arms were originating from the tree.


It crushed my bone and gulped into its cleft,

Tout de suite, I opened my eyes and I realized it was a dream


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