Just now I did believe that I have a fire inside me somewhere It's a new morning and I am aflame I just swallowed the sun I'm face to face light the dream that was lost it's found, and it's blossoming It was iron, but now it has melted, it's stretched, and has become stubborn it has transformed into a sitar I'm face to face with light The fog has cleared and my sky is open now I have a new path and new journey to start If you can be my traveling companion see me in the My flame is fighting with storms My flame is now moving ahead like bright torches I don't care if I disappear without a trace I care not whether this caravan exists or not I have drank in the lights I am radiant and alive Why keep suffering? I'm face to face with light.
I am dreamer little bit fictional writer,infact writer is not appropriate word .. I don't know which suits but I am trying which I love alot ...It's nothing more than to be a good dreamer who put all his effort to make a wonderland by his fictional dreams.
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