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Student @ Obafemi Awolowo University
My thought of a dream.
<p>Ohhh Mon couerš,</p><p>Ā Ā Ā Ā I have seen greater waves, stronger winds blowing down leaves from trees, but all seems in despicable before that rain, that gentle rain, ohhh How I wonder what you are, when your smile dashes through my glazing eyes, it leaves a question in my mind and soul āLe monde pourra-t-il un jour comprendre notre amour ?ā Isnāt it too early to start fantasizing but yet it comes in another versionāLe monde sera-t-il un jour capable de comprendre ce que nous partageons ?ā It has come to my notice that your touch leaves a stain on my consciousness, an emblem on my thoughts as I continue to speak in thoughts foreign to my understanding.</p><p>Ā Ā It all started that very evening. such beauty was hard to come by. the clouds gathered, painting their path in the sky with violent thunder as a soundtrack Ā and dashing wind as the cosmic relief. Then, through the window, I saw my treasure. at one glance, I knew it was her. and then it started to rain, it sprinkled at first, then it poured as if the sky itself was jealous, trying to wash away her dazzling physique.</p><p>Ā Ā On the very streets I met you, the very streets I kissed you, the very path we called our own and danced in, that rainy day left something Iād always remember, fairytale isnāt it, fantasy dare I dream, my very own piece of the puzzle was taken away immediately the rain stopped, my ever after became a happy moment.</p><p>Ā I still look through my window mon cherrie, I still take my walks on the very lane it all started, I remember every part of it: every dream of our dance and every drop of that rain. Ā that point in time is unerasable.Ā </p><p>Ā Ā That one moment like an eternity, My very own rain dance.</p><p><br/></p>
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