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Chandarkant Goyal

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Chandarkant Goyal

Abstract Drama Fantasy

If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly

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 life   dream   fantasy 


How beautiful life would be, 

If I would have strong and beautiful wings, 

Flying high, 

Without any fear, 

Without any restrictions, 

Without any emotional breakdown, 

Flying high with my own freedom. 

Living on my own conditions, 

Ending up all negativity, 

And living my life with fullest


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