Today the world woke up
looking a little forgetful
The sun didn’t feel as vengeful
The newspapers had empty pages
The air didn’t suffocate living
Was it because we all remembered our dreams today?
[249] A New Day
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20 responses to “[249] A New Day”
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Maybe because we all were chasing our dreams and not envying one another…
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Thank you Rinum 🙂
The right about envying does help in the pursuit of our own dreams sometimes
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Got the essence of it
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Thanks 🙂
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This was very nice, I wish the newspapers were empty unless it was filled with only the good things that have happened
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Thanks. They will be filled with the dreams we all fulfil 🙂
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That’s a nice thought
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So, Beautiful!!! 💗
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Thanks Beckie 🖤
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Yes, remember and believe. Dreams CAN come true!
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They can!
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Hey there, thanks for the like. Off to read your blog now 😊
Also, a very beautiful poem 💕
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I absolutely loved it –
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Thanks Shantanu 🙂
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My absolute pleasure
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Beautiful!
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Thank you 🙂
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More daze like this…
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