The little boy dreamt an agonizing dream last night,
He saw in his vision that
All his friends were gradually progressing and doing good results days after days,
But he was regressing.
The unfortunate boy was restless in his bed,
He did not know how long the harrowing spell continued,
All of a sudden he woke up in cold perspiration
And found himself lying alone in his dark and desolate bed.
And found himself lying alone in his dark and desolate bed. TELL him to get married as a guy u know why lol he wants more physical than mental relief ask him not to worry dreams help relieve as a guy he knows also
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I would like to translate this poem
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR DO READ Nightingale Me MAY ALSO HELP UR FRND AND YE