
Every night she dreamt of stars,
a small house and a riverboat.
Countless mysteries gather her ways,
still she wishes to touch the vain.
Who knows, where her dream lounges,
maybe in her eyes or in the fainted zone.
But still, every night she dreams of stars.

Anisha Das.
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Beautiful words!
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Thank you so much π
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A HEAVENLY LOOKING POST! LOVE THAT STARKLY-LIT PICTURE, TOO!
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Thank you so much π
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ANY TIME, Anisha !
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I love to watch the night sky and see the millions of stars like diamonds sparkling – in many of my digital artwork I use the stars as a background.
Thanks for sharing, dear Anisha, just lovely written π
All the best
Didi
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Thank you so much…πππ
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Welcome, dear Anisha π
Didi
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Lovely ! What a beautiful picture as well β€ π
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Thank you so muchβ₯οΈ
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Dreams keeps us alive!! This is beautiful Anisha…π
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Thank you so much π
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