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The Broken Dream...


It was fine at the beginning got everything that was dreamt
Happy People, Happy Being Happiness all around.

Times gone, more dream came
Circumstances changed, people changed
System changed and thought's changed

The passion of fulfilling the dream was same,
High spirit and tireless labour though.

This time the dream was thrashed like broken pieces of glass.
There was nothing wrong
What made it happen?
Make us think a Lot.

Yes, the cause was found
And indeed it was found
It was nothing else but just a dream again
The terrible sound of broken glass makes us awake.

It was fine at the beginning got everything that was dreamt
Happy People, Happy Being Happiness all around.

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