Midnight Dream
A Anjandev Roy
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It was dark midnight,
She dreamt a horrible dream,
The dreadful creatures tormented her mind,
She could not sleep,
The invisible devils were relentless in the dark environment.
Being restless in her place,
She could not know how the dreadful midnight was spent.
When the first light of the early morning kissed her face,
She found herself as an awkward soul, pale and unimpressive;
The obnoxious dream of the previous night had created an irreparable scar in her mind.
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