Sunday, July 3, 2016

Ravi's Favourite Poem From Term 2

Dreams

Dreams are like invigorating thoughts that only happen at night. Dreams can be corrupted like a tiger trying to bite. In my dream i’m flying through the clouds, floating through clouds.Then suddenly it starts to fade, the ground crumbles beneath my feet, I’m falling into the abyss, then I wake up.law keven - Tiger, Tiger,

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