Dreaming

At night, when darkness falls behind the window
Of her lonely bedroom, she feels like a widow,
As if she’s lost a significant part of her life,
And it seems the only thing left to do is to strive
For a fresh start, dreaming that one precious day
A new life, a new love will finally come your way.

(Based on my first novel)
By Tom Abdulali (my pen-name)


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