In childhood I wished to gain magical power
And a wand made up of diamond star
I wanted to fly for that I needed wings
I used to create imaginary and interesting things
I wanted to have red mushroom house
That should not be eaten by wood louse
Now use to solve Physics numerical
And the world where I am is not so magical
And I ignore all my fantasy beauties
And start to do my boring and dull duties
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Blowing Bubbles (2014-16)
PoetryA collection of non-fiction poems... #47 in Non-Fiction #154 in Poetry