What If I

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I found myself in that shelf of different stories,
in every pages reminded me of certain feeling.
Joy that spoke within, my pain and love it carries,
a tie that binds between as mind kept dreaming.
Lost in reverie,  floating in every wishful memory.

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We are all trapped in a cage called reality and we sometimes want to escape, for certain reason maybe, that’s when we allow ourselves to drift in illusions. ~Nodz

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