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Paradise


I opened my eyes To see a world unknown. Colors dancing Ideas Singing Blowing my mind to bits. I look at the new world This world where I am Free To be Me. To imagine To wield mountains Create forces Power of my own Seeping Through my mind Enrapturing my fingertips. I then create The worlds spilling Creating people, Inventing a newness That is all my own. Where anything Can be And is Possible. Where beauty is defined by The heart and soul. Where I can Be a leader With Confidence Vision And Justice. I breathe As I rest, The paradise I created The world Drawn into Pictures Written into Poems And expressed Through everything Only God's great Hands Touched. Paradise..
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