The dreams escape outdoors when your minds winddows are opened by the eclipse of the dark , dance fashioned in vivid neon rainbow colors on the white walls ,get wrinkled on the object that stand inside your bedroom but can they come true … in the present time and place ?
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Poem topics: dance, dark, rainbow, time, white, place, true, stand, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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