Where is my suitcase?
I’m unable to find it
I have to go on a journey
To a land faraway
Are my boots polished?
Pants ironed up?
How many shirts do I need?
For this trip can extend
I received many calls yesterday
To prepare myself for this
I thought it was a joke
But oh dear! It wasn’t
My eyes are now open
And I can still see the fan above
For this journey to begin
I must get up from my bed first
Just dream about the journey then.
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It all starts with a dream, isn’t it?
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Yes, so get up and live it.
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I will. Oh, I so will π
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Safe journey. Good poem π
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Guess what!! I’m still on bed π
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