Launchorasince 2014
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Yesterday

Will I ever see yesterday?

When grasses are green

and birds are everywhere seen


Will I ever see the past

When dinosaurs lived

and various indigenous tribes bunked


Will I ever  see the fore-time

With cerulean celestial sphere

With salt water azure and clear  


Will I ever feel the old times

Of immaculate air puff

and unblemished neighborhood


Will yesterday ever be relived

The cosmos once conceived

The life I always dreamed