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Language is my orchestra sometimes a lullaby

Emotion is the music the poet’s heart lives by.

In the silence of my dream words go dancing through

An Image just too beautiful all logic out of view

An artist lives within me a way of beating all the odds

The sticker on the rose bush pricks discovery one again

All children start out poets I just cannot let that go

So stir the mischief in the fire and let enchantment glow