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- Written by: Srinagar born Uneza Farooq, (Pen Name-Smile), Teaching English Literature at DPS Sharjah, UAE
- Category: ARTICLES
After closing my eyes,
I wished I could see
somewhere, someone
who is made for me.
It happens frequently
in the glary reel life,
which somewhere originates
from prosy real life.
I gathered my nerves
to make it possible.
Being a believer of dreams,
I solved the riddle.
Again, I closed my eyes and
now I can clearly see,
somewhere, someone
who is made for me.
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