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 A Dream - Dipankar
Looking at the moon
I dreamt of your face
A series of faces
Across the mind did race.

All were the same
Not new to me.
But suddenly I saw
A face beckoning me!

It was quite different,
And different from all!.
It wore a smile
The sweetest of all!

As if , keeping aside
All the life's sorrow,
It sent me a smile,
That it didn't borrow.

I at once understood
It was none but you
Sending me the smile
That, to me, was due.
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