To hear a song
To see life born
To gaze upon the meadow
To watch the sun rise
All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into beauty on a page
To open your heart
To listen to the wind
To break free of restraints
To watch the seasons change
All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into magic on a page
To cry yourself asleep
To look back beyond
To make wishes lightly
To watch people grow
All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into inspiration on a page
To lock yourself away
To fear the unknown
To throw away doubts
To watch dreams unfold
All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into words on a page
From the heart
Char
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