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Dream by Barirah

 Dream

 

I looked at the sky, saw stars so high

lying down, thinking, maybe I could fly

 

Flying like a fairy, stepping on the moon

It could be my story, that could happen soon

 

Imagining then Dreaming during sleep

On flying cloud, soft like a fur of a sheep

 

The cloud was taking me to space

It was a creepy place

 

It landed on the moon and disappeared

“welcome” I heard

I looked around

And what did I found

An old lady

Sitting under a tree very shady

I wondered, trees on the moon

I thought, I am on a strange moon

Suddenly, I woke up

And then sat up

“OH,!! WHAT A DREAM!!!”

 

I could never find the end of my dream!!

 

 

BY

BARIRAH

 

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