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Dreaming of You



Where dandelions rustled in gentle wind,
Where azure of sky meet earth's green,
Where streams are all pristine blue,
In the heaven of heart , I am dreaming of you.
Where chirping of birds are ode to thee,
Where view of the world is close to your beauty
Where everything bears a fragrance of you
In that land of love, I am dreaming of you.
Where the sun glitters as you smile,
Where it drizzles down with your cries,
Where all you feel is manifested upon,
In that land of your heart, I am dreaming on.

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