Sometimes mind craves for some wildest nocturnal dreams, yes it's true;
taking a whole night's share.
It searches for some secret trails then
with my unclad beauties in winter blues.
I take a stroll then with the clock's ticks towards my loneliest midnight reveries.
Day's dilemmas unkind, cause their words found cruel, inconsiderate and all,
So my reverie, my own reveries,
Heal my life with an eternal kiss.
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