Dreamland feels like home, like something we can touch, like something we can feel but still mixed with the leftovers from our past and rays of future...Oh,...Dreamland You are so close and so far...Please Noble take a birth in My Dreamland...
Your poetry is always fool of hidden sorrow and resignation...At least I feel like it...
Of course full of knowledge, where is the best happiness for us...
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