Wednesday, 19 May 2010


In my dream

In my dream, the world was clean
And the people weren’t mean.
In my dream, love was for free,
People in a big tree.
Old people lived their lives as teen.
In my dream people were equal
With not such a big ego.
My dream was in the New Classic
But fantastic.
This dream was a huge, fantastic, not so classic dream,
Which comes and goes,
All night long.

Cuceanu Maria
B-Seniori Lexis Constanta (3 mai 2010)

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