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I dream by the day, I dream by the night, I dream and dream, with all my might. Let the naysayers say, night is for sleeping, let them scream, day is for leading. what do I care, what they say, I'm a dreamer after all; you let your dreams pass by, 'cause you were either- sleeping or working, when they wanted to drop by. And now you complain, your dreams don't come true, how would they, ask yourself when you couldn't spare a moment, to let your dreams follow through. So I sing by the moonlight, and smile with the sunshine, 'cause my dreams come true, for I wait for 'em in my garden, with open arms, and a pot of tea freshly brewed. Happiness in life, come from the creative side, if you won't foster your imagination, you'll end up with a joyless life. by Rakind Kaur |