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Participate to photography contest by Aminul. Our minds are more imaginative than realistic. We are more accustomed to imagination than reality. We love to decorate ourselves in the colorful colors of imagination. Despite having such a large sky in this universe, we create our own sky in our imagination.When we can't open our minds and cry under the sky of the earth, then we cry by standing on the chest of our own sky or by pressing the pillow on our face. We wander in the sky of our imagination when we can't tell anyone when we are sad. I'm sorry.I blame myself, I judge myself and cry for my mistakes. This cry is a secret cry, this cry is a cry of self-love, this cry cannot be shown to anyone. These tears are not actually shown in front of everyone. I always dream, I will have my own man, my own house. The small house will light up and there will be two children, the whole house will be filled with the sound of two children walking or stumbling.From the beginning to the end of life, the two of us are just ours. The dream of watching the sunset with your hands on my waist and my head on your shoulders .These dreams are more in line with the imagination, in reality they cannot balance as much as these thoughts balance in the imagination. These imaginary dreams of ours are lost in the touch of reality.Exhausted by the scourge of reality, the fantasies are shattered. Dreams stored in one's own sky are shattered. I keep it in my chest, just like I keep our children in my arms.It is these fantasies that keep us alive. Our fantasies are sometimes shattered by the touch of reality during the day, we gather those broken fantasies again at night. I get in trouble, again I want to combine those fantasies with all the value of emotion. Love to see imagination.Because **we are more imaginative than realistic.**

Thank you dear @aminul for the beautiful Photography contest.

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