I have shed my dreams -
Laid them on a plateau,
For the breeze to carry them away;
Far away to a far away place
To the heaven above or
To merge with the dust.

They are not mine anymore
To treasure behind the eyes
I let them go -
Away from me so that I learn -
Never to wait for a dream to come true.

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Books by Arti Honrao

Depression is REAL

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