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Day Dreaming
There I was sitting,
In the exam hall,
Writing about the artocities in Syria,
When I snapped,
In a world of my day dreams,
Thinking about nothing in particular,
Smiling about everything in general.
Realising that my answer is still unfinished,
I try to focus again,
But, the fact that a wild mind like mine,
Couldn’t be trapped in answer books,
Was screaming loud and clear,
And the girl which once used to dream,
Had never changed.
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