I took a wrong turn
Ended up in a fair
A beautiful gathering
Some place I wasn’t aware
We wandered
Aimlessly
Yet finding destinations
At every turn
A lot to see
Many worthy to covet
A happy rug
And old sad urn
There were shows
There were dances too
Some traditional
Some modern
The crowd
was getting thicker
The heat was heavy
Poured down by the angry sun
It was time to leave
With a few bags
Of memories
And few material things
It was a good day
Wonderful actually
It wasn’t a wrong turn
It never is
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I am a dreamer
I weave tales in my mind
I am connected to you through these words
And through this screen across the virtual world
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