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Freezing in autumn cool
drowning in self-pity when
failing to find someone to
talk to, mind refusing to
stay in my book, nothing
touches my feelings, only
remedy is thought therapy
Good-feeling thoughts, desire
to create beauty brings feeling
of happy expectation, infuse
ancient tales with new insight
and meaning, enjoy wonder-
ment by conferring magic to
things scorned by others
I love it when a flame ignites in
my head, heart burning, passion
filling my being making me sing
the delightful feeling of falling in
love with the world, finding en-
chanting ideas that make my
thoughts swirl into dreams
So unworldly - I cannot record
the joy of secret epiphany…
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