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Ajooni Vachher

Drama


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Ajooni Vachher

Drama


Fantasy

Fantasy

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These trees around me so tall and old, But we're here for centuries, And are our gold. There are children around me, playing so carefree. Not expecting some virus, To come snd kill them for free. There are birds chirping, All around me. Not a single human, Trying to capture them as prey. I gaze around to see. All my friends laughing, And carefree talking to me. The sunset so beautiful around me, Wrapping me into a whole new world. Then my eyes flutter open, In my bed to see. A tall oak tree, being cut down in front of me. All the children, now sitting in their homes, Afraid what out there is death. So their whishes were never met. All my friends, Were nowhere to be seen. And I felt, Like a lonely teen. The sunset was dull with nothing to wrath, And it just looked like a lonely path. Then it all came to me. All I had seen, Was a beautiful fantasy. A fantasy, That we could live every day. But can't, because of the state we are in today. All the kids Are in their homes. Scared of everything, Including Sherlock Holmes. Everyone afraid, To go out to walk and talk. Turning the world, Into a dull, lifeless rock. ~A.R V.


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