I am an outsider to your world
And you too are out of my team;
But am I dreaming for real,
Or is this a mere dream in a dream?
Tell me I am confused,
As these worlds of ours so seem;
Is this a dream of my dreams,
Or a dream within a dream of my dream?
|| Know no more about me, I, me and myself, in all; Than the perturbations of thoughts and feels, That, everyday, rise and fall.|| For an older version of my blog, visit here.
Thursday, 13 December 2012
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