
I opened the window
he stood there, looking at me in rapture i raised my hand. He smiling with a red rose. I wore a new dress & go fast to saw him. My father stood at the gate. I return from the door to my room. When
my mom and knocked my shoulder, i opened my eyes. when my mom scolded me, i slept on my bed. And remain my dream with smile.
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